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David Treadwell: A walk down Christmas memory lane

Christmas Eve, 1966: My then-wife Carol and I took our 7-week-old son David III to church in Canton, Massachusetts. Swaddled in a fuzzy white sleeper sack, he was the hit of the service. Old ladies cooed. Old men smiled. Small children peered in wonder at the baby’s face, thinking that baby David might have been […]