Everybody else in the house is still asleep. That’s why Tommy Capezza is waiting at the front door.
It’s not only about being quiet. Tommy, a bulldog with an accordion-fold face and a prizefighter’s rosy cauliflower nose, has a lot to say, private stuff to get off his chest, and he might not want his wife or his grandson to hear some of it. At least not from his own lips.
For Tommy, every year has been an adventure.
Tommy — they used to call him Tommy Red when his hair was…
