DESCRIBE GETTING A CHRISTMAS TREE WITH YOUR FAMILY. HOW DID YOU DECORATE IT? WHEN DID YOU PUT IT UP?

We usually went to a Christmas tree lot the day after Thanksgiving, bought a live tree, put it up immediately. Dad would do the lights and I and then later the kids would put the ornaments on it. Because each child had their own ornaments they would decorate the tree with them. Later Jacob became the master at putting the lights on the tree, until he went on his mission.

In Provo we started buying our trees at the Allied Tree lot. One of the years we didn’t have a car, but did have bus service, Jacob and Joey went out and bought the tree and the driver was kind enough to let them bring it home on the bus.

There was one year when we lived in the Los Altos II ward and we followed the ward tradition of meeting at the Church on a Saturday and driving up to the mountains to a Christmas tree farm. We walked all over, up and down a hillside until we found the ‘perfect’ tree. It was more expensive than what we could have found on a lot. I guess the beauty in it was the thrill of being a part of a ward convoy and keeping with ward tradition.

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