There Are Those Days

There are those days when the football falls just the way you want it and you recover a fumble and the aunts get to see you play and your team stays undefeated and your blue eyes are dancing at the end of the game.

And there are days when the bridge, which will be unbelievably crowded after dark during a huge city-wide art event, is already closed but almost empty early in the day and it feels like freedom.

And there are days when school is closed for in-service and there can be mid-day pizza at The Gruff, along with soup and fries with homemade catsup.

Those are the days, my friends, that we need to remember.