Getting a Christmas tree and decorating it was a family tradition for Oxnard\u2019s Dickensonian family, the Crachits \u2013 despite all that Mr. Scrooge might do to stop them. By golly, they\u2019d get one, but they would need the advice of California Health Insurance agent Matt Lockard to accomplish their festive task.<\/p>\n
On the meager lucre Ebenezer C. Scrooge paid him, Bob Crachit was losing hope of getting a tree for Christmas. It was for Timothy\u2019s sake. His youngest, a diminutive buck-toothed lad in dire need of a charitable orthodontist, was reduced to a limp and walked with an odd little cane. He was afflicted with Goober\u2019s Palsy, a degenerative illness said to be nearly always fatal since the economic collapse of \u201907, when the cure for it had supposedly been lost. \u201cTim,\u201d an intuitive child of eight years, seemed to know he might die someday, but was constantly embarrassing the Crachits by (more…)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Getting a Christmas tree and decorating it was a family tradition for Oxnard\u2019s Dickensonian family, the Crachits \u2013 despite all that Mr. Scrooge might do to stop them. By golly, they\u2019d get one, but they would need the advice of…<\/span><\/p>\n