Maries Stories Are Fun

Marie was at our house for Christmas Eve lunch this year. We changed our Christmas lunch for several different reasons, but she was fine with it.
While we were eating I asked her to tell us stories of Christmas while she was a child. Oh, anyone that knows Marie, she was more than willing to tell stories.
One story was of Marie as a very small child going hunting with her father for the Christmas turkey. It was very cold, of course, because they lived in Massachusetts . The got two very big turkeys for dinner. They had a very large family therefore, it took two big birds.
I asked Marie if they had homemade gifts at Christmas time and she said that they did if they even had money for them.
As she got older and had children she had her children, boys also, knit caps and mittens for children that had none. She told the numbers and it was astronomical, but I forgot to write it down. She and the children worked and worked to have as many caps and mittens as they could to have gifts for the children.
She told many stories that day, but she veered off the Christmas stories. There will be more stories, more days
By the way she made this lovely Christmas Afghan herself.
I have no idea who has it now. One day it was just gone. The things that she made were most often given to her guests. Friends as well as family. Her family seldom ever left without something that she had made.