My dad always made a big deal about Christmas trees. The scene in A Christmas Story where the dad picks out the tree was clearly modeled on my dad. Every year we wound up with “the best tree ever.” My dad always saw things in the best possible light.
So here it is: a picture of the best tree ever.
P.S. If you appreciate these kinds of observations, you might want to read this as well.
Previous PostFailure to communicate
Next PostMy seminar on Powerpoint (tomorrow in New Orleans)