The best Christmas gift I ever gave anyone was the one I gave my father about 20 years ago: a Lionel train set.
Every year, we got him the same gifts, you see.
And every year he’d tell me to tell us, “For God’s sakes, please, no more sweaters.”
As he unwrapped my gift — expecting another sweater — he went speechless when he realized what I got him.
For a few moments, he was restored to the 10…