Tonight I am missing my childhood friend's father. I can remember sitting
on their living room floor and listening to Mr. Miller as he sat on the piano
bench and read "Twas the Night Before Christmas".
When he finished we got to open up ONE gift (some how there was always one there for me!).
It was special that they always included me on Christmas Eve for the story reading.
On Christmas Day, they included me again and we all piled into the car and went to Crandon Park Beach.
It was tradition!
Mr. Miller passed away in June 2005 but he is in my thoughts every year when Christmas rolls around.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Miller. I miss you.
For any of you that are missing loved ones, especially today, may your memories keep you warm during this Holiday Season.
Merry Christmas, Y'all!!!
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