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The Gift That Keeps Giving

Christmas gift-giving can be a tryingto  make  his  point.
experience. Shopping for just the right
present for everyone on your list requiresThat Christmas, I didn't get a robe. But I
much thought. What do they need? Is it thegot a different sort of gift -- a subtle,
right size, color, and style? What about theunexpected one that doesn't wear out, become
quality? The long lines at the stores forobsolete or fall out of fashion: the gift of
returns the next day prove just howunderstanding that it's important to take a
challenging  it  can  be.stand  for  your  beliefs.
And after all that effort, how long will yourMy father was a man of principles. He'd go to
purchases really last? In today's world ofgreat lengths to argue his case if he thought
disposables, planned obsolescence, andsomething was wrong or unfair. As a teenager,
ever-changing trends, it's rare to receive aI often viewed him as stubborn, difficult,
gift  that  lasts  more  than  a few seasons.and even embarrassing at times. But now, with
the wisdom of age and experience, I see him
For these reasons, Christmas presents at ourin  a  different  light.
house were sparse. To my perennial
disappointment, my parents weren't much intoThrough his commitment to his values, he
buying gifts. They had no patience for thetaught me an important lesson that day at the
whole process. My father especially lostmall. I didn't realize it at the time, but it
interest when everything started beinginfluenced me deeply. Now as an adult, I,
manufactured in China. Dad was a proudtoo, am compelled to speak out when I feel
veteran of World War II, and he didn't likesomething isn't right. The values I speak out
the notion of our goods being produced onfor may in some cases be different from his,
foreign  shores.but it's the commitment to them that matters.
I recall one Christmas, after some prodding,Sometimes the gifts we receive from others
he agreed to buy me a robe, but on twoare not wrapped in paper and bows. They are
conditions. First, I had to pick it out. Ifnot manufactured, bought or sold. They are
he was going to buy it, he didn't want anythe gifts of teaching by example, of
guesswork. Second, it had to beinspiring and motivating, of passing on
American-made. Simple enough, I thought. Solessons of living. After the flurry of the
together we went to the local mall, trudgingholidays has come and gone, these are the
from store to store in search of a robe madegifts  that  endure.
in the U.S.A. Dad pored through the racks,
scrutinizing every label: Made in China.I may have been shortchanged at Christmas
Korea. Cambodia. Vietnam. (That one reallywhen it came to getting presents, but my
perplexed him.) Surprisingly, there wasn'tfather gave me a gift much more precious and
one to be found. In each store, he confrontedlasting than anything he could have bought at
the sales clerk and asked why they had nothe store: strength of character and
robes made in the United States. I wasconviction. Top quality, perfect fit, and no
frustrated and embarrassed, but he persisted.exchange or return needed. A belated
It was really important to him, and he wantedthank-you, Dad.



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