Sunday, December 18, 2016
Boston Herald Today
A Christmas story about me and My Dad.
Hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading!
Soon, with more better stuff.
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6 comments:
Thank you for highlighting your Dad this way. Merry Christmas!
A good future Christmas story is better than any present, it is the gift that keeps on giving for generations.
That's a lovely story. Yes, I see the humor, but under it I see how much the boy you were was loved.
Merry Christmas, Jim.
Terrific story! I hope the BH readers will appreciate it. Happy Christmas!
I love the fact that you share these stories of love with us.
Merry Christmas to you and your Dear Wife.
Wonderful story, Jim. I can't believe he would go out and buy a whole suit, just to protect your feelings. That's. . . amazing. . .
I once bought my dad a pair of bright-red socks for Christmas (I wanna say that I was a bit younger than you were here; at least, I hope I was. . .) And doggone if he didn't wear those stupid socks every Christmas from then until well after I was out of college. . .
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