My Beloved Nativity
Oct 28, 2021
3 minutes
BY TAMARA BELL, COOPERSTOWN, PENNSYLVANIA
IT WAS NOTHING more than a plaster five-and-dime store Nativity, but to me as a child, the heirloom set seemed as beautiful as fine china. I hadn’t seen it in 34 years the morning I picked up the newspaper and recognized the name of my long-ago landlord in the obituaries.
The last time I’d seen my family’s Nativity, I was engaged and living in the upstairs apartment of a home
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