Matthew Levine and
Robert Haydon Jones

“Christmas Eve”
Matthew Levine
Response

The Best Christmas Tree Ever
By Robert Haydon Jones

Inspiration piece

When Jimmy O’Hara decided on his Christmas tree at the outdoor lot at Home Depot, they gave him a purple ribbon and told him to give it to the outdoor cashier. Someone would then help him get the tree setup with the car. It was $49.34.

Jimmy handed in the ribbon. He also paid for four wreaths and six boxes of lights. Two boxes were clear and four were varied colors. Jimmy was feeling pretty good. Usually, he worried that he had picked a wrong tree, but this time, maybe for the first time ever, he felt good about his tree. It was just the right height and it was powerfully bushy. 

What’s more, when he had selected the lights, a Home Depot employee, an attractive black girl in her mid twenties, had helped him out big time. Jimmy was fumbling around with the light displays and she came up and asked if he needed help. He allowed as how he did. He was stuck.

How could he tell which lights to get? They ranged from $2 to $69. She gave a little laugh and said, “Isn’t it something?” She asked him if he going to use the lights after the holidays and he said he wasn’t.

In that case, she suggested he buy the $2 lights. He was surprised. “I know”, she said.  “But the cheap ones are almost the same. They’ll see you through the holidays just fine.”

She helped him gather up the $2 boxes. The name on her nametag was “Amanda.”

He thanked her profusely. She had really helped him. He asked her, “Do you know what Amanda means?”

She said she didn’t.

“It is from old Roman times,” he told her. “It means worthy of love.”

“Worthy of love,” she repeated. “That’s nice. I never knew.”

“Well, don’t forget. You really deserve that name. Thanks again.” 

It was a nice way to start the holiday season.

He paid his bill and took his receipt and the purple ribbon back to the tree lot. He handed the receipt to a very big, tough-looking black guy, who walked over to a fenced in holding area. There was Jimmy’s tree!  It really was a beauty.  

The black guy snatched the tree up and shouldered it like it was nothing. Jimmy looked at him again. Late twenties. Big shoulders sloped like an athlete. He was big but he had gone very soft in spots. Jimmy felt bad for him. He wasn’t wearing gloves. Jimmy was wearing gloves. It was cold – the wind was up too like it always was around sundown. It was the coldest day yet.

“Man,” Jimmy said, “This has got to be the coldest day yet. The wolf is out there.”

“You got that right. That wind makes it bite.”

He pushed Jimmy’s tree into a contraption that enfolded it in a mesh of twine. Then he guided the trunk on to a band saw and cut a few inches off. He made a couple of more passes until it was even.

“You got a real nice tree,” he said.

“Thanks,” Jimmy said. He felt really good about the tree. 

“I got lucky this year. You know when it gets cold like this? In April.  I’m still umping and let me tell you when that April wind comes gusting off the Sound, it feels like it was generated on an iceberg.”

They walked over to the lot. Jimmy’s new, silver Cadillac Escalade was in a handicap spot.

“Yeah,” the guy said, “but you play any way even in the cold and rain. You gotta love it.”

“You got that right,” Jimmy said. “You gotta love it. Were you an athlete?”

“I was a football player. I loved it. I played for years. I could have gone on with the game…but life intervened, if you know what I mean.”

The guy had paused for a fraction before he said life had intervened. Jimmy could tell he was new at telling his story out like this.

“Do I ever,” Jimmy said. “I sure do know what you mean.”

He opened the trunk with his key. There was plenty of room for the tree.

“Plenty of room,” no need to lash it to the roof” Jimmy said. “Just slide it in.”

There was plenty of room. The guy slid the tree in easy.  Jimmy gave him a five-dollar bill. 

“Thanks,” he said. He was tempted to say more. “Easy does it.” “One day at a time.” But he resisted.

The guy thanked him and walked away. Jimmy was feeling double good. He drove on home with the best Christmas tree he had ever bought. 

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6 Comments

  1. Posted January 2, 2019 at 1:41 pm | #

    There are some nuances here. Are we talking about buying a Christmas tree, or are we talking about race and white privilege and condescension? Food for thought, as always with Mr. Jones. The package is attractive and what’s inside has substance.

  2. Charles DeFanti
    Posted January 4, 2019 at 4:33 pm | #

    This simple, charming tale, pivots on “worthy of love.” Masterful.

  3. John Haydon Tucker
    Posted January 8, 2019 at 4:58 pm | #

    “Isn’t it something?!”…”You gotta love it!”

    Those are the words to the story that carry me forward. Thanks for that.

  4. Dave
    Posted January 9, 2019 at 4:54 am | #

    Jones knows how to turn a phrase and get big meaning out of small moments. Story about deserving love, forgiveness, making peace with stolen dreams, and connection with others. Fine stuff, dare I say — the stuff of holiday spirit! Moving art work, too.

  5. Ed Lambertson
    Posted January 16, 2019 at 1:53 pm | #

    Only Mr. Jones can make shopping during the xmas holidays “a warm and fuzzy experience”. Reminded me that life can be a joy.

  6. Sean Beaudoin
    Posted January 18, 2019 at 12:52 pm | #

    Reminds me a lot of a story I read in college about a woman trying to give a little kid a penny on the bus in the deep South. Can’t remember the name of the author. “There was plenty of room in the Escalade“ Felt particularly ominous/damning.

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