Holiday Feelings
I am at a craft show, selling my mother's silk scarves. The venue is the old Yuengling mansion in Pottsville, PA. It is everything old Christmas movies are made of: false memories.
None of us remember Christmas morning in a huge, wood-paneled home with fireplaces in every room, a grand entrance and staircase. Like this.
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