Christmas

Even now, a kid remembers a Christmas glove

December 25, 2015 general

Friday, 6 a.m. The glove was dark brown with light brown stitching. And it fit as if it had been sewn around my hand. “Clete Boyer,” it said in the palm. The glove smelled rich and luxurious, and it felt like the saddles of horses. Slide this glove in. A glove like this endangered every […]

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A Christmas story with a little volume

December 25, 2014 general

Thursday, 8:19 a.m. Did you get it? Did you play it yet? Did you lose it yet? In a time before video games, in a land before golf gadgets, in a life before fantasy camps, this was what passed for Christmas. There was nothing quite like it for a kid, and nothing like the sound […]

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