I have five siblings. Dad had left us and Mom was in the hospital. So it fell to me to care for the children. The last day of school I was so sad. We had no gifts nor a tree. Then my wonderful 8 year old brother came dragging home a pitiful, scrawny tree. When I asked where he got it, he said he had asked his teacher for it and she granted his request. It was without a doubt the dearest and most beautiful tree we ever had.