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My family used to get together with my mom's family for Christmas and exchange gifts. With my mothers three brother, two sisters, their spouses and cousins, there were probably around forty people there (good thing it was a big house).
Other cousins got things like trucks, games, books or other toys. One year one of my aunts gave me a package of little bottles of the worst smelling cheap after shave lotion. The kind that you would find in the bargain bin at a drug store. and when a bottle was opened, you could smell it two counties away.
The thing is, I was six years old at time.
On the other hand, I can remember her one year standing outside on the dock with a bottle in her hand singing loudly off key.
"All I need on my journey is a wooded path, a dog by my side to guide me home and a bench to sit upon when I get tired" Wayne: 10-2012 http://www.waynesdoghouse.com