By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 19, 2015 The first book I ever owned came to me on the heels of near tragedy. It was at a Community Christmas Tree party in our little country town. The huge tree lighted with hundreds of burning candles and a human Santa Claus bedecked in this regalia consisting of a padded suit amply trimmed with fluffy cotton set an ideal stage for that which followed. Before our horrified gaze Santa caught fire and as...
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