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Wanted to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. Hope the readers of Container Diaries have a great day.

Here’s one of my many Christmas memories from back in the day.

I was 6 years-old.  It was a little after 7:00 AM. Everyone in my family was sleeping.

Santa Claus brought me a Voit basketball.  I reached down and pulled it from under our tree. Ripping the ball out of the box, I started dribbling in our apartment and mom woke up screaming at me.

voit-basketball

“GO TO THE F-ING SCHOOLYARD!”

I did as I was told.

Got dressed, walked across 9th avenue, down Windsor Place, hanging a right on Howard Place.

Straight to the yard.

212 steps.

I had the yard to myself. It was empty. People walking to church were looking at me like I was crazy.

Been in love with the sport ever since.

Merry Christmas.

Red

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