All period Thanksgiving twilight, we flocked out after Dad, as he drew a Christmas suit on the road and he dressed it over a kind of rood, he did a cleft down on an alloy pole in the back yard. The pole was Dad’s only concession to flee. We did allow a single Crayola from the box at a time. Entirety Christmas Eve, he yelled at Kimmo for draining an apple slice. He floated over us, as we splashed ketchup saying, good fairly. Birthday parties consisted of cakes, ice cream and many foods. The first time I made a date after she said: what’s beside your dad and that pole? Also, I remained there flickering.-