It was several years ago. The F family all gathered in Massachusetts to watch DD perform in Cyrano de Bergerac. As is with the majority of these extended family gatherings, the trip would not be complete if someone wasn’t the butt of a joke or two. It’s just how it is, generally.
On this particular occasion, as I remember it, Tom’s brother Joe and a handful of family members to a day trip into New York. They came back in good spirits and had a special present for Tom.
That gift was a joke – and not a well received one at that. Tom was pissed but he held his tongue. Joe never was the wiser for it, but BoBo, YaYa, and I were sure aware of it.
While cleaning out Tom’s closet, I found the offending item. I wondered why he actually saved it. Perhaps he was saving it for future re-gifting.
The item definately was ready for a new home, so tonight Joe was the lucky recipient of the little gift. The boys and I had him close his eyes while I slipped it over his head. When he opened his eyes…SURPRISE!
Happy (early) Birthday, Joe!