A (Dad's) Christmas Story
When I was a little kid, my Dad worked at 'Gasland' in Saugerties, NY. Gasland eventually became a Hess gas station where Dad was a manager for several years.
Every year at Christmas, Dad would buy a Hess truck for my brother. Now, he buys one for my brother, one for each of my daughters and one to drop off at M&T Bank's "Toys for Tot's" bin.
This year, Dad didn't have a chance to buy the trucks until it was too late. While he was still able to buy all the trucks, the 'Toys for Tot's' had already been distributed. On Christmas morning, he told my Mom he was taking the extra truck to Kingston Hospital to see if he could give it to a child there.
At Kingston Hospital, he was told that there were no kids in the hospital today. (They try to make sure that any kids in the hospital get to go home for Christmas). They send him over to Benedictine Hospital, where there are also no children. At Benedictine, they suggest he try the homeless shelter in Kingston.
He takes the truck to the homeless shelter, where there is one little boy. Dad gave him the truck.