“I don’t think I’ve seen that kind of car in thirty-seven years,” eleven year-old Colin said from the back.
“This is the first time I’ve been to Caldwell in thirty-seven years,” Jack said.
It was a day of firsts.
I do feel a little sorry for Mike at the outset of this latest football season. He loves the game, a sentiment none of the rest of us seem to have inherited.
But, in May when he had his latest mini mid-life crisis and quit his job to come work with me, we cut expenses across the board. Sayonara to stuff like cable television and Tivo, and televised football games.
We still get Netflix, though, and electricity, so it’s not like we’ve turned Amish or something. (more…)