Have yourself a twisted little Chrismas

By Clif Garboden
December 24, 2009

MY CHILDHOOD Christmas memories include a three-foot-diameter silver-plastic wreath with a red Styrofoam reindeer leaping through its center that my father won as a door prize at some neighborhood bar. The thing was beyond garish, way past hideous. It redefined tacky, and Pop knew it. So each December, we faithfully hung it above the couch, right below the likewise traditional/likewise low-taste aluminum-foil “Happy Holidays’’ sign. Sometimes we hung beer cans on our Christmas tree. More

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