👍... Hey Kate!!!... When I flipped off the TV after witnessing our Mens Hockey Team take the Gold and wiping away tears as I sang at the top of my lungs our National Anthem along with them... I realized that's the last GOOD television until 2028( summer) and again 2030 from from France. This past Olympics is just what I needed to restore my faith in the goodness of my country and the people in it. Good old fashion grit and gile at it's best. The true essence of being an American. Standing up for one another, loving thy neighbor, and ONE NATION UNDER GOD.
I really thought that the ruckus at the beginning was Fizz and not Chip!😅❤️
Those Sunday morning skating memories are pure gold! Admittedly, I got a little teary-eyed while listening to your reflections, as it made me reflect on my own special activities I had with my dad.😊 R/C airplanes were not too common back in the mid-to-late 70s, so I can relate to, "no one else I knew was doing this.". Your dad obviously thought it was a highly valued activity to engage in with you.
Hey, thank you. Alot of memories. On the tennis courts, creek, park, grandma's pond. Had me some passed down skates, both hockey and figure skates.
What great memories, Kate. And a really nice photo of you and your dad.
Wonderfully written, makes my heart smile. Thank you.
Such a beautiful sentiment. Thank you, Linda!
Awesome memories for you!
And that's a fantastic photograph of you and your father.
Thank you for sharing.
👍... Hey Kate!!!... When I flipped off the TV after witnessing our Mens Hockey Team take the Gold and wiping away tears as I sang at the top of my lungs our National Anthem along with them... I realized that's the last GOOD television until 2028( summer) and again 2030 from from France. This past Olympics is just what I needed to restore my faith in the goodness of my country and the people in it. Good old fashion grit and gile at it's best. The true essence of being an American. Standing up for one another, loving thy neighbor, and ONE NATION UNDER GOD.
I really thought that the ruckus at the beginning was Fizz and not Chip!😅❤️
Those Sunday morning skating memories are pure gold! Admittedly, I got a little teary-eyed while listening to your reflections, as it made me reflect on my own special activities I had with my dad.😊 R/C airplanes were not too common back in the mid-to-late 70s, so I can relate to, "no one else I knew was doing this.". Your dad obviously thought it was a highly valued activity to engage in with you.
Really good column! 👏