Sunday, January 9, 2011
I never realized my family was part of the movement in a small way. I was just a year and half when we moved to Texas and my dad didn't really talk about it much. I love my dad and I want to say to him Happy Birthday, I still love and remember you. This is a picture of the home where we lived in Birmingham. Homes are so much bigger now but it was plenty big for my mom and dad as they were raising their kids.
In the picture he is on the left, sitting down ready to speak next. He graduated from law school from the University of Oklahoma in Norman. The same school where my son is a junior. He is contemplating going to law school too. I say carry on the tradition. My dad's spirit will be with you.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
As I looked at close up pictures from the game I saw the force and determination each player showed. Each play fought to win. Their arms were outstretched to catch the ball or tackle the player from the opposing team. Bodies were thrown together in a mass of tangled arms and bruised shoulders. I hope each team feels a since of accomplishment they gave it their all.
I can picture moms and dads remembering all the times they brought their son to football practice. Perhaps a flashback of their first team picture came to their minds. All of the sliced oranges fed to the players as nourishment to keep going despite the pain. The character traits of doing your best, never quitting, and perseverance were taught at home and on the field.
Congratulations to TCU for a job well done. You proved you could play and win the big guys. Its an inspiration to all of us to never give up, never give in, never say never.