All of us kids were out of the house. Robin and I still lived in town but Michelle and Gus lived out of state. They came in for Christmas that year. Dr Dick, Pealette and I went over to my parents house after we opened our gifts. All the kids were there, their spouses and their kids.
My mom wanted a microwave for Christmas and my dad kept telling her he was not going to eat food that was nuked. That she would have to wait till she killed him someother way, blah, blah , blah. She showed me the wooden spoon he gave her instead of the microwave.
My mom and I were in the kitchen, she did not look too happy and I was feeling so sad for her. My dad and my brother came up the stairs from the basement carrying the microwave.
My mom cried, I jumped up and down and yelled and screamed and celebrated.
My dad, in my dad's true fashion, complained that he was holding the microwave and could not get my reaction on tape.