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Memories of Dad On Christmas
Memories of Dad On Christmas
Christmas
December 20, 2010 By Tom Matlack 4 Comments (Edit)
A friend of mine was away from her family and all alone, so
of course I invited her. I made sure there were little gifts for
her under the tree. My dad was not well and I thought that
perhaps this would be our last Christmas together. I was
worried that I had made a mistake inviting my friend. I was
surprised and happy to hear him tell me that inviting her over
was the right decision. After all, this was the season to give.
A few days later, the girls found a stuffed squirrel that looked
real and planted it in the tree. “Oh, Daddy,” they said, “it
looks like it’s back!” Their dad screamed, “Goddammit,
everyone out of the room.”
The girls cracked up and it took my poor husband a few
minutes to realize they were playing a trick on him. It is now
a tradition to get him one squirrel item every Christmas: a
tie, a tray, a glass squirrel.
—The Evans Family, Washington, D.C.
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On Christmas Day in 1991, my dad gave me an envelope.
Inside was a contract for four seats at the brand-new local
minor-league baseball team, the Kane County Cougars. The
best! I had only mentioned I was interested in discovering
how much these tickets may be—and here I had an entire
season of baseball ahead. Dad was so excited, so happy for
me! This gift meant he really “got” me, that he knew I liked
sports, especially baseball.
I did go home for Christmas, one of the last times I did so.
Dad’s arms were in casts and much of the bruising was
gone. He stood off to the side at the edge our family portrait,
his arms tucked behind his back. But he was smiling.
—James Mitchell
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My father-in-law loved Christmas. He loved it so much that
he would spend hours searching for just the right tree. Later
in life, he would decorate his own tree as well. My mother in
law would make absolutely gorgeous trees that I envied, but
my father-in-law wanted the colored lights and all the same
old ornaments. So he had his man tree in the family room
basement.
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