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By DAPHNE HUTCHINSON

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THERESA REYNOLDS

Rappahannock New» Special Writera

It’s 6:30 on a Saturday morning three weeks before Christmas. You drag yourself out of bed before the sun has reached the morning side of the Blue Ridge, trying to forget the long work week behind you and the even longer work week stretching ahead. You force yourself to hum “Jingle Bells” as you gulp down coffee before taking to the highway and heading “down country.” Only 18 more shopping days until Christmas and the mall calls.

But must you answer? Must you fight traffic gridlock, rude crowds and ruder sales clerks, then stand in line for hours to pay for the same thing that the Joneses of suburbia are giving their friends and family this year?

You live in Rappahannock County. This is a unique spot, a little pocket of paradise. Why not give a gift that says “Rappahannock”? Why not do your buying right here at home and skip the hassles of the city shopping centers and suburban malls?

Then the hours that you DON’T spend driving the highways, pushing through crowds, searching for a sales clerk and waiting at the cash register can be saved for more important things. You’ll have time to hike through the woods looking for a Christmas tree. Time for the church pageant and the high school choral concert. Time for the Christmas tree lighting in Washington and RAAC’s special program at the Gay Street Theatre. Time to go caroling at an

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