My maternal grandfather was a woodworker. He made his living as a Mennonite minister throughout the midwest (Kansas, Minnesota, Nebraska), but he loved to work with wood. He made many of these nativity sets throughout his life, and now I wish I had a few more for my children and grandchildren (if ever and whenever I have any, that is). When I opened the box on Sunday, I was sad to discover that the manger that the baby lies on was not there. Perhaps it is buried somewhere in the rest of the decorations, so I will look through them all over winter break.
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This is beautiful! What a treasure to have to set up each year and smile with all of the wonderful memories of your grandfather & all other significant people who have gone before. The crocheted star and angel by your grandmother are also such special treasures that bring that feeling of connectedness through all of the generations. We have some of those and they are such a part of our whole Christmas celebration.
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