o christmas tree!

this is my very first christmas tree and I have wanted one as long as I can remember. I understand my orthodox jewish father objecting—but we celebrated christmas with santa and gifts, what was the deal with that? anyway, I married a lutheran who had promised his grandmother he would never marry a jew. and he didn't want a tree? what was that all about? so when I spotted this beauty in the alley and asked myself why it was rejected, I settled on its original owner heading off for some pre-christmas vacation and not wanting to come home to a carpet full of dried out needles. this is my tree now and next year I will get one for inside.