Angel still on High

For years Stan lobbied Kathleen to exchange a Star of Bethlehem or something easy for her blessed angel at the top spot of our Christmas tree. Kathleen's favorite ornament is dreadfully top-heavy, its head is solid porcelain and for years Stan always had a devil of a time getting the dang angel to sit straight and tall atop the tree. Unchristmasy words were often spoken during sweaty episodes on a step ladder. An "unfortunate accident" for the falling angel was considered.

The Dickens Village found a new spot on the
mantel this year. Much easier to take down.
We're making a quick exit after Christmas.

That's all in Christmas Past.

The lovely Herald angel now dangles securely in heavenly heights from a cup hook screwed directly over the tree a couple years ago. The tiny hook remains in the ceiling the year round, so each Christmas, quick as Santa's twinkle, Stan easily slips the ungainly angel into position atop the tree . . . and there is Peace on Earth, and Goodwill Among Men.