Snake skin Beatle boots. Seeing the looks on my kids faces when they open their gifts. My wife and I were married there. Going home to be with my family. But this year I'm staying here in Austin.
Every family member plays a musical instrument no matter how bad or good, to their heart's content.
This will be the first year it will be had at my aunt's house. Hanging with close friends and family. My shift partner, Fred, would light up a pair of menthol cigarettes and hum the Battle Hymn of the Republic while I changed the year on all the credit card machines. I have the band over for dinner and presents and maybe a totally stupid fun movie every year. It's some Italian-Catholic thing, and to tell you the truth, I really couldn't tell you why we do it.