“Auld Lang Syne” and Four Generations of My Family

The author’s father in 1943, at age three.
Credit PHOTOGRAPH COURTESY ALLYSON HOBBS

Every year, as the hour grows late on Christmas night, my father’s eyes become misty. He sits at the dining table after our holiday feast and stares off in the direction of the CD player, holding the remote in his hand. He wears a light-blue cashmere V-neck sweater over a neat button-down shirt and brown corduroy pants, classic “gifts for Dad” from…

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“Auld Lang Syne” and Four Generations of My Family