There's just something about a small town in the fall. Even if it is 87 degrees. But no matter. When we heard that the Louisville Crouches were heading to Murray last weekend for Murray State's homecoming, we decided to meet them there for a little cousin-bonding time. As luck would have it, it was also Murray High's homecoming, so we left Memphis extra early on Friday so that we could make it to the football game. It was great to be back in Ty Holland Stadium being serenaded by the lyrical game calling of Roy Weatherly (football is not football without his voice). However, my cheap date didn't even get me a mum!
What? Your high school homecomings didn't feature this tasteful expression of teenage affection?
Anyway, Josh and I got to hang out with some other members of the MHS Class of '93 after the game and Walt, Collier and Kellen got to go home and wear out Gram and DeeDaddy. (Thanks, mom and dad!) Then we were off to the homecoming parade the next morning, Pagliai's for lunch, and Dairy Queen for dessert. A Murray triple-header if ever there was one.
A Murray triple-header AND having those three grandsons for the weekend. I think it would have been most appropriate for Gram to have a mum, but there's something that tells me it wouldn't have made her any happier. The look on her face shows she couldn't have been prouder.
ReplyDeleteUm, Collier looks like he's 17. Seriously.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, we had mums. I had tried to block that out. Thanks.
What is with the shorts and sun? Overhere it has been fall for weeks!!!Must be the time difference. Walt's scar looks pretty impressive
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