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23 October 2009
My father's last gift to me. When I was born, my dad's best friend gave him a gift, to celebrate the birth of his first son. Tonight, my mother passed that gift on to me, in celebration of the birth of my first son.
Yes, I was taken in by your ruse, and clicked the link, thinking it would be heart warming. Your Mom is teh BEST!!! and you are a worthy recipient and caretaker of the Charlet Legacy.
My dad died in August, 2002. We had a tradition of giving each other tacky Christmas gifts, and he'd already bought mine for the coming year, so my mom saved it, wrapped it, and gave it to me, 4 months after he died.
It was a talking, animated, motion-activated, Christmas-themed Scooby-Doo candy dish. Sure, I pull it out every yule-tide season, but the best part of the story is that it usually sits in our seldom-used guest bathroom, to be triggered whenever anyone goes in there.
No, wait, that's not the best part. The really best part is that the only time I generally use that bathroom is when the MrsMoonPie and I are getting ready for bed, and she's taking up our bathroom, and I go in the guest bathroom, and as I'm leaving and heading into the bedroom, you know, where my wife is, ready for bed, you know, Scooby goes "Oh boy! Oh boy!"
And I think of how happy my father would be to know that.
God bless you and your father and your son and your mom and your crocheted penis covers.