Not So Surprising

I love feel-gooder stories that boost my faith in humanity, so here's one for you on this fine Friday.

I take you to last Saturday. A lovely day on The Plains, and a great day for a win against Starkpatch. My Uncle Mark came to Auburn to enjoy the game (as usual) and was also bringing with him 4 tickets for this Saturday's game against/at Clemson. He had the tickets in tow, because my brother was buying two of them from him, and they were to make the exchange at halftime.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!

BG turns the big 6-2 today. Happy Birthday, Dad!

Anyone who meets my dad immediately falls in love with him. He is one special person. He grew up in the same town where he still lives today. He and my 2 uncles were raised on a farm by two of the most humble and warm-hearted people on the planet. Nothing is more important to BG than family and God with Auburn football - well, Auburn in general - coming in as a close 3rd.

Easter in Small Town Alabama looks like...

THIS.
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To frame this up properly, I have to tell you. One of the things I love most about me is that I come from a tiny - and I mean TINY - small town in Alabama. You can count the number of traffic lights on one hand. Everybody knows everybody. When I was a mischievous teenager, my parents knew about the trouble I had gotten into, before I got home. Time stands absolutely still in places like this. It is virtually the same place that I left when I went away to college. But anyway...