Thomas W. Cruise, 1900-1912 |
I wasn't any more than eight years old, I guess, when my brother Tom and I went out in the country to get a Christmas tree. This was where a man by the name of Mart Holcomb lived. He was very upset when people would go in and take down trees. However, we went in with the ax, we cut down this tree, and started for home. Then he came out and he called us all kinds of vile names. It had been raining and the mud sucked off my rubber overshoes. I had to stop, put the tree down, and put my overshoes on. When we started back, we put the ax in the tree, but the ax soon fell off. It fell down in the mud. We had to stop and pick it up. When we finally got it home, it was too big to take it into the house. We had to take the top out of it. It was big enough for a community tree. That was my experience of going and getting our own Christmas tree. We didn't even have to pay for it. [SOURCE
. . . I never heard of any Indian head pennies. The only thing that she had like that were some of Thomas' toys. Now, you and David were very small when she died, and you got a hold of them and were banging them. They were going to be gone in no time at all. One was a little zeppelin and the other was one of those little hand pump-carts you used to see on the railroads. They were very old toys. We should have given them to a toy-collector or something, but they were just taken away. I don't know where they ever went. We just didn't want to see them destroyed. [SOURCE
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