John Henry Faulk's Christmas Story

John Henry Faulk told this Christmas story on NPR in 1974. They published it on the web in 2005. It's still a wonderful story.
The day after Christmas a number of years ago, I was driving down a country road in Texas. And it was a bitter cold, cold morning. And walking ahead of me on the gravel road was a little bare-footed boy with non-descript ragged overalls and a makeshift sleeved sweater tied around his little ears. I stopped and picked him up. Looked like he was about 12 years old and his little feet were blue with the cold. He was carrying an orange.

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Absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

My parents were a lot like pjmoore's. Getting an orange on Christmas was a real treat. As a child I never really understood why there was always an orange in my stocking on Christmas. It's amazing how much the world has changed.
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My dad was born in 1906. His family wasn't dirt poor, but not well to do either. Most of his Christmas' as a young boy consisted of an orange. It was a *huge* luxury to have fruit shipped all the way from Florida at that time. I definitely understand that young boy being very impressed with his Christmas orange.
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