This is not a new article—it was written around Thanksgiving 2003—but it features my father, Kenneth Bradford. Not only that, it also features a plastic, singing fish that my sister (Kristen) and I bought for him as a gag gift on Fathers Day, or something, several years ago.

Humorously enough, I just got this article in an email from my dad, who tells me that he had no idea it had been done.