When you happen to get a family like mine; noisy, Christmas-loving, and fun; together…well, let’s just say I have no shortage of Christmas anecdotes and funny stories to tell. We always seem to have some sort of mishap with our tree, especially the real ones. My aunt had one fly off the roof of her van on the bridge in our town, and one year ours decided it looked better horizontally, for example. I think my favourite story still has to be the year we got our tree late though. Showing up in the dark in the middle of a
rainstorm at our local Village Market with our little Dodge Avenger and having to wrap ropes around the roof to keep it on with my brother holding on to be sure we didn’t lose it. Real or not, our trees tend to tell stories.
My Take: By Reann Fournier
