Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas!
Updated to add: So tonight at the family Christmas gathering, my dad began telling a story of the one Christmas he remembers from his childhood. Christmas 1964. This is how he set the scene (I get a good dose of my penchant for storytelling from him, btw). Grandma was still depressed that Barry Goldwater lost the election. My uncle Tommy got a Beatles record. I’m not sure what Uncle Joe was doing, but let’s say he was reading in the corner. Grandpa was grouchy simply because it was Christmas. The boys had gotten a Rock ’em Sock ’em robot set for Christmas, which was set up. My dad and Tommy began playing with it. Tommy hit the controls so hard that not only did the other robot’s head come off but the plastic neck broke and the head could not be reattached. Cue Grandpa going ballistic.
Anyway, Dad’s secretaries bought him a Rock ’em Sock ’em robots set this year, which he brought to Christmas. We took turns playing with it.
My cousin @ilovetoread09 tweeted this earlier: