A Holiday Story—excerpt from H.S. Asylum
Aside from the incident with the delivery truck, I loved the holidays. My father really loved the holidays too. Bursting with constant energy and cheer, it was as if he went out of his way to make sure that everything was extremely enjoyable for all of us most years. Even though I didn’t always get a lot of presents, we spent a great deal of quality time together. Even before Abby was born, my father would go overboard acting like a goofball…
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