“Somebody needs to get into the holiday— son of a bitch,” he said, first encountering. a cigarette at school). Christmas morning, when the couch started smoking again, they realized it was the sun. The scrapbook, she says, was buried at the bottom of the packing box that held the ornaments, wrapped in a plastic bag. Wicke says she didn’t discover the scrapbook until she began decorating her Chri. Hallmark Keepsake…