The small Christmas tree, to outside observers, is a sorry sight, a Christmas reject if ever there was one. Its decorations are few, one string of lights the husband rescued, after spying them trailing out of a refuse bin. He soon has them working. The wife strings popcorn, and cuts Christmas shapes out of a dollar box of Christmas cards and hangs them on the tree. After the husband, in what would become a Christmas Eve tradition, places the aluminum star on top, they stare at the first ever Jane family Christmas tree and declare it the loveliest tree ever!