By Rosa Mariotti

The holiday season is here. With that, fond memories of the many great times spent in Italy with my family. Decorating the tree: year after year, using the same ornaments and the same short, beaten-up artificial tree from which we couldn't depart such we loved him so much.

During my childhood, dad would also decorate a huge Cedar tree growing in the front lawn.When the tree became too big, we had to cut it down. That year, Christmas was a little more sad without the static cheerfulness of that old, tall friend.

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