We always had good Christmases, but a lot of sacrifice went into making them good for us kids. There were always lots of gifts under the tree with one ‘special’ one for each kid every year, but the most expensive one I ever got was a Remington 870 Wingmaster that Pops got secondhand from one of the guys in his company. It had less than a box through it. I’ve shot the fuck out of that shotgun over the years, hunting everything from dove to deer with it. It’s still sitting in my safe today.