Today I honored a tradition that I hope doesn't end too soon. When we were 10 year old, we originally sneaked into Taft Stadium in Oklahoma City which was for high school football stadium built by the WPA in the depression days, but nicely updated. We would scale the fence as 10 year old, but at 68 that is not such a good idea. For 58 years the event has grown with the ladies coming to cheer and some to play in this event where at this time of our lives we just want to make sure no one gets injured, and our children do the heavy lifting.
What is most important about this is the celebration of our lives coming together from all over the country once a year and affirming that you can't take the child out of the adult. I had phone calls from two of my buddies yesterday and we talked about life and what we have learned and promised to each other that we would keep learning, and we would come together on Thanksgiving with love and hugs, and to share together what we have in common and not what sets us apart. In these times of anger and division, this is the kind of tradition I want to honor, so here's to the kid in all of us, when we didn't put labels on everything. Enjoy your Thanksgiving, keep politics out of the conversation, make sure you have made peace with all your family members, and remember that the best exercise to share is to smile at one another.