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Excerpt from "A Christmas Memory" by Truman Capote

1. Envision a late November morning, heralding the approach of winter over two decades ago. Picture the kitchen of a sprawling, aged house in a rural village. A prominent feature is a magnificent black stove, complemented by a large round table and a fireplace adorned with two rocking chairs. Today marks the start of its seasonal crackle
2. At the kitchen window stands a woman with cropped white hair. She sports tennis shoes and a shapeless grey sweater atop a light calico dress. Despite her diminutive and lively demeanor, reminiscent of a bantam hen, her shoulders are sadly hunched from a long-standing illness in her youth. Her countenance is striking, bearing similarities to Lincoln's rugged features, weathered by sun and wind. Yet, it also possesses a delicate refinement, with finely boned features and timid, sherry-colored eyes. "Oh my," she exclaims, her breath misting the windowpane, "it's fruitcake weather!"
3. The person she addresses is myself, a seven-year-old, while she is in her sixties. Though we are distant cousins, we have shared a home for as long as memory serves. Other relatives also inhabit the house, though their presence, while influential, often goes unnoticed. We are each other's closest confidants. She fondly calls me Buddy, in memory of a childhood friend who passed away in the 1880s when she was still a child herself. In many ways, she remains youthful.
4. "I sensed it before even getting out of bed," she declares, her eyes gleaming with purposeful excitement as she turns from the window. "The courthouse bell tolled so crisply and coldly. Not a bird singing; they've all flown to warmer lands, indeed. Oh, Buddy, cease with the biscuit stuffing and fetch our buggy. Assist me in locating my hat. We have thirty cakes to bake."
5. It's a familiar refrain: a November morning arrives, and my friend, as if ceremonially ushering in the Christmas season that ignites her imagination and fuels her passion, proclaims, "It's fruitcake weather! Fetch our buggy. Help me find my hat."
6. The hat is discovered—a straw cartwheel adorned with faded velvet roses, once belonging to a more stylish relative. Together, we steer our dilapidated buggy, emblematic of our enduring companionship.

Which detail in the excerpt supports the theme that memories should be cherished and kept alive?