CHRISTMAS MEMORY: ‘O Christmas Tree’
Published 4:54 pm Saturday, December 23, 2023
By John Hood, frequent columnist
One of my fondest Christmas memories makes me seem like a great outdoorsman — which is, I suppose, why I cherish it so fondly.
I grew up in a family of seven. We lived on a 40-acre plot in rural Mecklenburg County (there used to be such a thing).
When I was about 10, I assumed a sacred obligation: venturing out into the woods, armed only with a small ax, to harvest a cedar or pine for our Christmas tree.
Like young master Washington, I will not tell a lie: the results weren’t always pretty. But I decorated it so elaborately that no one noticed — or so I prefer to recall.