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Remembering a Child's Best Christmas
Remembering a Child's Best Christmas
Remembering a Child's Best Christmas
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Remembering a Child's Best Christmas

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This is a true story of a boy and his family celebrating Christmas in the early 1940's. Through the years the story was told to his children and grand children and they have encouraged him to have the story published so others might enjoy this heartwarming account of his most special Christmas. This Story takes you back to your own childhood when Christmas's were more than gifts. This is a story to read to your own children while you tell them about your personal special Christmas memories.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateNov 12, 2010
ISBN9781452000817
Remembering a Child's Best Christmas
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Papaw

A Father, Grandfather, Son, Uncle, Brother, Friend, but to most Paul Story is known as a storyteller. He is a retired businessman entrepreneur who grew up very poor and worked hard from a young age to become very successful and give positive influence to many on his way up. He attributes his success to parents who taught him the importance of commitment to a job well done, family closeness and caring for others and their feelings. Even though his beginning was meager he grew up with a wealth of appreciation for the things that really matter. At the encouragement of his children, he has begun to share some of his special childhood memories with others besides them.

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    Remembering a Child's Best Christmas - Papaw

    Remembering A Child’s Best Christmas

    Papaw

    Paul H Story Sr

    Illustrations by Nelson Lynskey

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    AuthorHouse™

    1663 Liberty Drive

    Bloomington, IN 47403

    www.authorhouse.com

    Phone: 1-800-839-8640

    © 2010 Papaw. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    First published by AuthorHouse 11/8/2010

    ISBN: 978-1-4520-0080-0 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4520-0081-7 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2010903578

    Printed in the United States of America

    Bloomington, Indiana

    This book is printed on acid-free paper.

    To my grandchildren:

    Izzy Jo, Payton Jacob, Chloey, Kevin Paul, and Dalton Joel

    Contents

    Chapter 1 The Family Meeting

    Chapter 2 Life in the Country

    Chapter 3 Great Anticipation

    Chapter 4 My Responsibility for the Tree

    Chapter 5 Selecting a Tree

    Chapter 6 Back Home with the Tree

    Chapter 7 The Long Wait

    Chapter 8 Trek to Get a Battery

    Chapter 9 Bud’s Garage

    Chapter 10 We’ve Got Our Battery

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    Chapter 1

    The Family Meeting

    On a cold and rainy November night, now more than sixty years ago, my father said he wanted to discuss something with the family. I was eleven years old. My father, my eight-year-old sister Sarah, my four-year-old sister Nellie Faye, my mother, whom I called Diddie, and I were all gathered around the supper table.

    My name for my mother came about years earlier when I was just learning to talk, attempting to say Daddy and Mommy. Somehow, the two got confused in my mind and I started calling my mother, Diddie; I continued to do so until she died. Strangely, I called my father by his first name, Thrower. I think I heard my mother calling him that, and when I mimicked her, they thought it was cute—so it stuck. In fact, they will always be Diddie and Thrower to me. I was always Paul to them, their only son.

    We lived in a wooden shack in Ramer, Alabama. My father and mother had built that shack over the course of many weekend trips made from Montgomery, twenty-six miles away. It consisted of only

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