One Guy's Truth
Growing up, Christmas in my house was no joke. Mom has a Santa collection the Smithsonian would be envious of and she worked harder than Mrs. Claus to make sure my brother and I had an ideal holiday. She busted her tail to wrap our presents just right, baked multiple types of cookies to decorate […]
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Going through some old stuff the other day, I came across a stack of savings bonds. Every Christmas and Birthday, my Grandparents (children of the great depression), would give their grandchildren a savings bond. These bonds varied in amount, but usually had a maturity value in the neighborhood of $100. Being an ungrateful little punk […]
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