This Beautiful Inheritance: A Christmas Memory

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

A Christmas Memory

Every year it was the same thing. My dad brought home 20 or so white paper sacks from the restaurant that we owned, and my sister and I lined them up across the living room floor. Then we pulled out our crayons, markers and colored pencils and got to work creating Christmas masterpieces.

For most of my childhood, my dad was the minister at our county jail, and this project was one we did each year as a special treat for the inmates he served.......

Merry Christmas, friends!

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