B.J. Hollars
Staff photo by Dan ReilandThis Christmas morning, as the children gather round the tree, they’ll bypass the piles of presents in favor of an envelope tucked near the tree’s bottom branches.
“What is it?” they’ll ask, jumping up and down in their jammies.
“Oh, I don’t know,” I’ll say slyly. “Only one way to find out ...”
Six hands will then tear at the envelope, revealing within a gift unlike any other; one that has only been purchasable five previous times in recorded history, and which, due to its rarity, is often handed down between family members for generations.