Christmas Story
“Alright, I'll see. Anyhow, it was still kind of early. This way, too, too. Kitty and Chester were standing off looking at the tree. What do you mean, Mr. Dillon? Hi, Kitty. Chester. How do you like it, Matt? Christmas tree.”
“I was going down the street to the Texas Trail to meet Doc and Chester. Chester, he's my deputy. Doc's a doctor in town. We had some work to do later on in the evening. You could see the light shining behind the curtain windows.”
Stupid Potato