Every year, for the last 30 years at least, my parents and the neighbors on their small cul de sac throw a holiday party. The party used to be the progressive sort—appetizers at one house, the main at another, dessert and coffee at another. These days, given that most of the revelers are now in their 80s, we keep the festivities to one house. It’s always a lot of fun, with plenty of stories both old and new, told or retold with great relish each year.
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