I remember when Dad took our family to see this at a drive-in.
We were about a mile away.
Dad was a cheapskate.
He taped two toilet paper centers together and told us it was binoculars.
He tried to lip read the songs.
“The halls are alone with the sand of mooses.”
He shoulda got an academy award or something.
You can come home for Thanksgiving now; Dad's way better. He doesn't spin us around with paper bags over our heads claiming it's "just like Disneyland®" anymore.