Mr. Smith hammered away in his garage. He looked down the street and watched Mr. Jones and his sons hauling boxes into their garage. His brow furrowed, and his expression grew harder. He hit the nail harder. Whatever it was, this year, his Christmas display had to be bigger. 

For years, the two men had competed to have the biggest and best Christmas display. It started small. Mr. Jones put up some lights and a manager display with a large star on top. 

Every one admired it. Mr. Smith felt it made his crude manager that his father had used seem very lame. The next year, Mr. Smith built a large manager scene with lights decking out the stable. Mr. Jones felt it was an attack on his display, and so the following year had put lights all over his house.