Football afternoon. Windy. Team gathering after the game. Note the little oak leaf in front of the track. The sky.
Every time I watch Aaron play, I think of my dad and how much he would have enjoyed watching Aaron play.
My dad used to go to local high school and college games in the years after my mom died. He didn't know any of the players, probably, but he loved the game. He often spoke of his own high school football days.
And yes, he would have enjoyed watching Nora play during her one season two years ago. He adored his granddaughters and would have adored both his great grand kids.
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