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Show Thursday, December 20, 1962 1962 Christmas Edition - Helper Journal . 0 CHEISTM MERRY CHRISTMAS, hy F. XV' FRIENDS... ,;. novor h..v ITitwould weren't for L .1 and thank 70a kept brncfciu? uX.ukartificial Christina;, going to sell. He ev. whole front window ware store with tho Now I'm good, green, o for yovr kind patronage this peat year. .. AVALON HOTEL strong-!.- ; tree for Christmas. Sc still a lot of us in Hil feel the same way. Too v Reagan didn't know it; dered only half his usual ment I guess Bill Sykes . scared him with oil thai bris::.:. Divided So Hillcrest was divided. Some said there was nothing like toe new fireproof metal trees. Others claimed that Christmas' fondest memories were built around the thick, odorous variety. The debate went on until Christmas Eve. Then I went over to Phil Reagan's gas station to get my tree. "Sorry. Bob," Mid Phil with a Doris Corey, Manager Helper GEORGE PATTERN'S EQUITABLE -:- INSURANCE 1$ George Patterick, Manager Price -:- Utah - Utah - GREETINGS -- J ONE AND ALL l GROTG May your Christmas tree be bright and gay, and neaped "Sorry, Bob,' Mid Phil. "We don't have a sprig left. Sold out this moraine." with gifts and good cheer for you, and all the family! MAURICE TATTON INSURANCE AGENCY Issuance - All Types 87 East Main St. Ilfc - With Personal Service Price, Utah tfli Our entire staff ilfH left wishes you a very Christmas." merry, merry Christmas shrug. "We don't have a sprig Sold out this morning." "Sold out? Impossible! You know I get a tree from you every "So did all the others. Time was when I could figure within a tree or two just how many to order. Bill Sykes and his tin trees put a stop to that" "Now what'U I dot" "Buy a tin one, I reckon" "I will not! After all my spouting off I'd e the laughing stock of Hillcrest if I went home with a metal tree. I promised Ruth and the kids a green tree. I'll get a green tree if I have to go into the woods with an ax." I didn't really intend to. But I was stumped and stubborn. I sat fuming in the car in front of our house when my twelve-year-ol- d son David came up. He held a neatly wrapped package behind him. "What's up, dad?" "I can't get a live Christmas tree. Phil's sold out" M & ne CLUB M ii rr "No kidding? Gosh, that's tough. Have you tried old Mr. Simpson?" "Not a chance. Simpson hasn't done a decent thing for anybody in ten years." "Let's try him anyway," urged David. "It's getting late; we should be trimming the tree by this time." We drove over to Simpson's. The old man opened the door about a foot and eyed us -:- U, Utah - ear. vw IC J e t It. wuh you a sparkling, Jeyfal 7 and llappy Holiday Scaaoat T. Mary and Martin Gomez Helper rtw,sa W W .1 CLEANERS George Mizukawa and Employees "We came to wish you a Merry Christmas, sir," said David. "Eh? Did you now? First time anybody's bothered to do that in many a year. A merry Christmas to you, my boy! And to you, sir." "Thank you," I said. "We'd like to invite you to Christmas dinner at our house," David cut in. "And there's your Christmas present, Mr. Simpson." He handed over the package he'd been carrying. Surprise David had surprised us both, Simpson's hands shook as he reached for the package. "To dinner, you say?" he muttered. "Tur- Helper -:- Utah - ' key?" "Yes sir with all the trimmings. We're going to have a wonderful Christmas even without a Christmas tree." David was quiet for a long time after we left Simpson's. Then he said: "You know, dad, it didn't seem quit-- j fair getting a tree that way. Mr. Simpson did seem pleased when I gave him the present ftl ttough." "He was delighted. Probably the first present he's had in years. What was in the package?" "A keen pipe. It was supposed to be your Christmas present Only I knew how bad you wanted a tree." "It was the best Christmas present I ever got er, almost got," I said, gratefully. We both laughed. We had gotten something wonderful out of this Christmas. Something even bigger then the green tree that we were bringing home. We'd like to With warmth in our hearts, we raist our voices to wish our many friends the Happiest of Holiday Seasons. gcrily-bedec- k Santa pauses with his pack to osa your Chr&acs tree with orooasnb d Hedth. Wealth, cod Laugh2r! 8E0UIBE CLEANERS G DYEOS TP FillCE TRADING C07.TPAHY Price Uteh Ben and Editha Mower and Employees Utitt Utah la wishing you tht mtm'tst ' Thy sins are forgiven. (Mark 2:5). Row is the love of Christ! All remorse and all regrets are banished as we turn to His presence within. Confidently, let us accept His forgiving love. far-reachi- ng of n fcoldaysl Mayitbtftnedtoovfrfbwingui love, hope, and tvtry aoppfasa. DAILT10AD YL'DA llElfZO whole-aearted- ly "The Railroader's Home away, from Home?. 1 |