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A Mother's Words Never Die, A Letter From Mom

When I was kid I remember most adults spending their days telling me what I should be and how things should go in order for me to be successful.  Needless to say a lot of those people were wrong.  However, there was one lady that spent her entire life showing me how life should go.  She taught me what sacrifice and unconditional love was all about.  I met her in August of 1977.  It was a real cool day.  After a long day of pain and pushing she finally mustard the strength to reveal my face. That was the day that I met my mother.  From there we spent 29 years together laughing, crying, learning and praying that life would be kind to us.  Life has indeed been kind.  The journey was one that many had an opportunity to witness.  In January 2006 her number was called, she was drafted to play for the team of Heavenly All-American Moms.  She left us here to carry on a legacy and the traditions of the many generations before us. ...

A Story With No Words

After twelve years of filming sports, things can become a bit repetitive but I guess that holds true in any profession.  In the world of journalism if you're really paying attention to your surroundings then there aren't many dull moments.  So the chances of the same ole same ole happening is less likely to occur.  Here I am on the fifth rotation of the Super 7 series with (HSRN) Heritage Sports Radio Network and all of the above remained constant.  For anyone that knows me you know that I often find myself in conversations with some of the most unique people.  This trip didn't prove to be anything shy of the norm for me. So I'm sitting in the dining area of our hotel eating breakfast with our co-producer Mark Gray and these two young ladies come strolling in.  Needless to say I recognize the voices from the early morning echo in the hallways.  I made a quick executive decision to strike up a conversation based on voice recognition. Why in the wor...