My Dad's Christmas Tradition Was The Stuff Of Legend. Then Tragedy Struck.
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My Dad's Christmas Tradition Was The Stuff Of Legend. Then Tragedy Struck.

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The author's father, Keith, wearing one of the family's many Santa hats. Every Christmas Eve and Christmas Day would be spent swirling in the company of extended family, and we were never really able to slow down or enjoy the holidays together, just the four of us. One year, Handel’s “Messiah” — or, as many people refer to it, “Hallelujah” — broke over the speakers. On Christmas Eve 2014, we didn’t get together with our extended family — Dad barely had enough strength to visit or even stay awake. It is now, without question, our favorite tradition and something we look forward to every year, in huge part because when we toast Christmas, we’re also toasting Dad — and keeping his memory alive.

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