My little brother and me, he is 2 and I am 5, it is 1959. We lived in Florida at the time, my dad was at sea, on the USS Saratoga. The tree was "real", they used to dip it white stuff, they called it a "flocked" tree. It had little blue balls on it. My brother would go up to the ball and flick it with his finger and then run like the dickens.
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