"Shall I go to the county council meeting or Dat's scrimmage?"That's the question I asked a few friends today. Unanimously, I was told to watch the kids on the football field instead of the ones in Northampton County Council chambers.
So that's what I did.
As one of the trolls likes to point out from time to time, Dat's not really my grandson. Not biologically. But I consider him my grandson and he calls me, "Grandfather."
I like that.
As I watched kids in armor clash on a muggy battlefield, my mind wandered back to the days when it was my son out there. Seems like yesterday.
Those days are gone, and I'll never get them back. But now, as I grow older and older, those are the days I remember best.
7 comments:
That looks like a pretty impressive line Dat's team has.
Are they pass or run-oriented?
Anon 1:25,
Three yards and a cloud of dust.
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Glad you have your priorities straight!
The Banker
"Three yards and a cloud of dust" worked for Lombardi!
Biology does not make a family. My family consists of 6 individuals. None of us are biologically related. All four kids call me mom and my husband dad. They consider each other siblings. It is good to see you made the right decision
They need to try that new double spread offense that everyone's running these days.
DAN FOUTS
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