So many of my Christmas memories revolve around my Dad, because he absolutely loved Christmas.
Every Christmas when I was little we spent at my Grandma Whiting's house. The little silver tree on the right of my Dad was Grandma's "money" tree. Every year she decorated it with $5 bills inside special envelopes that only showed Lincoln's face. Then at the end of the night every grandchild got one. I wish I still had a money tree, and not just on Christmas.
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