Twenty-three years ago
this afternoon Clare came into the world at West Suburban Hospital. I was in the delivery room, watching a
miracle and Final Jeopardy. There was a
TV mounted on the wall, and I guessed right, “What is haggis?” My daughter will tell you her dad appeared on
the show when she was three.
Clare drove home yesterday night for a long
birthday/Thanksgiving holiday with news—she’s going to the spring-break
tournaments with the Valpo softball team.
In fact, she’ll be with the team for all its games next year. Not bad for a kid who walked into the coach’s
office the first week of class and talked her way into being a volunteer assistant. Now she’ll see up close how they do things
Division I style. Me, I’ll continue to
think the bigger they are, the harder they fall, until shown otherwise.
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