Joan Bohn: The Christmas of 1955 my mother came up with the idea of adding  Brach’s  chocolate covered Santas to the menagerie of ornaments on our tree.  The Santas came individually wrapped in a box of twelve. They could  easily be pierced with metal ornament hangers and seemed right at home amongst the lights and balls in our collection.
I don’t know when the idea hit me, but I soon discovered that half a Kleenex could  easily replace the chocolate treasure hiding in  the red and green foil. I became an eight year old on a chocolate, marshmallow sugar high, and daily raided the tree for my fix.
As all good things do, my gluttony came to an end when my mother started noticing Kleenex softly draped among the presents under the tree.  My reputation as a chocoholic left no doubt that I was the thief. 
 Being the person my mother was – there was no punishment, only laughter.
For many years on the day after Thanksgiving a package would arrive in the mail and one squeeze would reveal the sentimental contents.