My dad was a fireman. His job meant that, on occasion, he would have to work on Christmas Day. I never minded him working on Christmas Day because that meant our house was one of the first stops that Santa Claus made on his delivery route.
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A Christmas Story: My Dad Was a Fireman
My dad was a fireman. His job meant that, on occasion, he would have to work on Christmas Day. I never minded him working on Christmas Day because that meant our house was one of the first stops that Santa Claus made on his delivery route.
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