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I've been a reader of this site for a long time. Every once in a while I come across a story that is extraordinary and it makes my day. I just did again with this one. Thank you very much.

My grandparents did much the same for a young man back in the late 50's early 60's. He was abandoned behind when his mother and father moved away. He lived on his own for more than a month before starvation made him ask for some food. he had already eaten everything in the house including the wall paper. My grandfather would have killed his father if he could have found him. That is how I got an extra uncle. They adopted him

It's nice to read something positive, what Christmas really is.

Beautiful and wonderfully sweet. Thank you and Happy Holidays.

for the family who had the opportunity to give...

The warmth and sharing during the season is what people often forget. As we all lament, Christmas is sooo commercialized. When we are offered the opportunity to share the love of the season it is always somehow memorable. A "ReasonSeasonLifetime" event (type that into a web browser); you will find the prose wonderful. It is not mine but D. Chaulker's. Happy holiday humminbean! (BTW, cute nic!) : )

Such a warm story. So well written. Their Christmas Eve dinner reminds me of a Chicago morning in the mid-1930's. A knock on the back door and a man told my mother he hadn't eaten in three days. Did she have some scraps of food she could spare? She spooned out a generous helping of the stew cooking on the stove for our supper that night, added two slices of bread, plus a fork, and handed it to the man.

A few minutes later he knocked again and I opened the door. He handed me the plate that looked like it had been washed, it was that clean. I handed it to my mother. With tears streaming down his cheeks, he said to her, "God bless you, madam."

And that was the day I learned the meaning of charity.

Yep, your mother is an angel. Thanks for sharing that.