My sentiments exactly.
When I was a kid, the next best thing to Christmas day was the day the Sears Wish Book was delivered.
For those too young to remember, or even know what I’m talking about, the wish book was massive catalog from what was then perhaps the biggest retailer in the known universe.
If my memory is to be trusted, the Wish Book was a good 3 to 4 inches thick, and full of dazzling color photos of every imaginable type of clothing, tool, appliance, musical instrument and, most importantly, toy.
The day the Wish Book appeared in the mail was always a glorious one. My parents would hand me the catalog and tell me to circle the things I wanted Santa to bring me. I’d dive in, in a complete reverie, and, not being shy about it, circle almost anything that caught my fancy just in case Santa had some…
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