The story of the Christmas basset turns 31
By JOHN E. BIALAS Broadmoor Basset Chief Molly was Kristin's Christmas puppy, a basset hound that Patty presented at home to our child at about 4 p.m. on Dec. 24, 1989, after Kristin and I saw a Fred Savage movie, "The Wizard," at Hardy Court in Gulfport. Kristin was 8 years old, and years later during the holidays, we went to Mobile for Christmas shopping on a Sunday, left Molly in the back yard and came back around 10 p.m. Once Molly was in the house with us, I went to put out the trash for the Monday pickup. My neighbor from just across the street snuck up behind me and scared the heck out of me. It was my first interaction with him, a few years after he had moved to our neighborhood. He complained that Molly's non-stop barking disturbed the peace while we were gone and this led to an argument between the two of us as we stood in the middle of 25th Street. This was an airing of grievances before either of us was aware of Festivus. Being home a
