On behalf of it being Roy's first Christmas, we all trekked out to the hills of Deer Island, to get the Christmas tree. Roy held the seat of honor upon his Papa's shoulders so he would be able to point out the best one. After he did, Scott and Grandpa set about to cut it down. But of course we weren't going to let them have all the fun, so Roy and I trimmed up the end a little. Grandpa and Scott carried it out, Grandma paid, and we headed back to St. Helens to give it the 24 hour laying behind the shop treatment before decorating. A most productive trip! 
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