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My Bestest Present

Updated on December 23, 2011

The Jersey

Christmas 1996 was truly one to remember for me. The first thing was what I had to do to get home. I was on an academic internship in Nashua, NH, and had no vacation. I managed to make arrangements to come in early, take 30 minutes lunches, and stay later to cover the hours I was going to be away. I also wasn't expecting a lot of gifts, save what my Aunt and Grandma had got me and whoever drew my name from my Mom's side of the family. What money I received went towards my plane fare.

A few days before Christmas, I left work at lunch and drove off to the lot to park my car. I arrived in Pittsburgh's Airport early that evening where my Parents were waiting for me to take me home.

When I got home and unpacked, I saw a Jerome Bettis Steeler Jersey hanging in the closet. My younger brother was going through a "Jersey Phase" and I figured it was a gift he bought himself, or his girlfriend at the time had purchased.

Christmas came, and I saw one surprise under the tree. My parents had tried to mail a CD to me, but it got lost in the mail. My parents decided to replace it. The biggest surprise was yet to come though.

My Brother tossed me the jersey I had seen in the closet. I took a look at it, and tossed it back to him. My Mom's look from the Kitchen should have been a warning that something was up.

My Brother tossed the jersey back to me and said, "Merry Christmas!"

I still have the Jersey to this day. I'll bring it out for Playoff and other "major games". It's held up well actually.

The relationship between my Brother and the rest of the family--different story.


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