Saturday morning HS games. Ah those were the days. 35 years ago.

Tomorrow night, I will be watching HS football, as is my custom.  But not the normal venue.

The last time I attended a game at Barry and Congress, they only played Saturdays, as there were no lights.  And, I watched the game while wearing black wool, and a red glittery overlay.  With a wonderfully large white fiberglass sousa on my shoulder. Or, rather, it seemed large to me, as I was only 5'2" as a Senior.

Yup, it is the 35 year reunion.  A time to gather, to remember the old days, to see how people have changed and so on.  It has been a long time.  Of course, I grew upward and outward, but even at 53, I am not giving up.  I walk at least 4 miles a day, (not sundays) and try to minimize the calories (the only real way to lose weight).  And while I don't play regularly, I do have a helicon, which I pick up to practice for Tuba Christmas, if I can make it. (yeah, time to start).  I do like to sing, Of course, if you have read here before, you already know that.

I was looking at the list of confirmations for the event Saturday night.  Recognize most of the names, but not sure how much I had to do with them.  I played the tuba, and took blow off classes, not thinking about the future.  My senior year, I had work release, so left after band.  Everyone is so much more sociable than I am.

Nine months after retirement, I am still trying to figure out what is next.  I am taking courses, trying to finish a degree that I started decades ago, only to leave school behind for a career as an Air Traffic Controller.  For 28 years, I worked for the Federal Government, pushing tin, to borrow a phrase, in Topeka, Omaha, Kansas City, and finishing my career as the manager of the tower in Twin Falls, ID.  That was probably the most rewarding time, as I had so much to do, and that I had the opportunity to shape a facility, and influence not only the controllers there, but my peers that ran facilities in the Pacific Northwest.  I had the respect of my boss, who tried to get me extended there, as well as her boss.

Not sure what I will do, when I finish the degree, but will cross that bridge when I come to it.  I would love to teach, but without an Ed Degree, that is probably not in the cards, at least not as a full time teacher.  Civics is sorely needed to be taught, and I guess I will leave it at that.

Short, I know.  Am I nervous?

It will be interesting to see the school again, and to see Park Hill Football...

Under the Friday Night Lights.


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