at the clear blue sky, I felt like I had just scored a Super Bowl–winning touchdown. Best. Christmas. Ever.With Christmas approaching, we asked people to shareholiday stories of their dads and granddads. Here’s whatthey said. We’d love to hear your favorite, or most indelible,Christmas memories, too—please share them with us in thecomments section below.♦◊♦
My dad, Gary Miller, sends himself Christmas presents fromother women to get my mom riled up. A tried and truefavorite is from the “Girls at the Copa Cabana.”
—Casey Miller, Durham, North Carolina
My father could tolerate only so much company during theholidays. So one year, to get everyone out of the house onhis own terms, he recorded an episode of the Weather Channel during a severe winter weather advisory. You know,the one where they say an impending storm is about to dropa foot or more of snow within the next several hours. Then,when he was tired of the merry-making, he put that tape intothe VCR and made a
commotion that everyone should get home where they’d be safe. People grabbed their coatsand high-tailed it out of there.
—Brian Hyland, Little Ferry, New Jersey (story occurredin Brick, NJ)
In the summer between my sophomore and junior year of college, my father was all over me about my grades. I madehim a bet: if I made the Dean’s List, he’d have to lose 30 pounds. Instantly, he yelled, “
” He chuckled like ahustler. “No way you ever make Dean’s List.”