Whenever the holiday season nears,
I fondly remember my father-in-law telling of when he was a little boy all he got for Christmas was an orange.
The part of the story that I think is fascinating is that he didn't eat the orange right away.
He played with it all day pretending it was a toy-
Savoring the fragrance, rolling it on the floor and maybe he and this brothers even played catch with their oranges....what special fun.
How juicy each bite of the orange must have been at the end of Christmas day.
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