My PFSAD is going to be a lot tougher this year than most years. My dad died November 29th, 2014. I'm still getting used to missing him. He was a good man. One of the things we had in common was enjoying football, especially college football. We got through about two thirds of this season together but the cancer got him before it was over with.
When I was four years old we moved to Bartlesville, Oklahoma. This was back before cable TV and ABC was pretty much the only station that carried college football. We might get to watch one of our teams play on Saturday afternoon. But one of my fondest memories of my early childhood is lying in the living room floor on Saturday nights with the lights down. Dad would have a transistor radio in his hand and he would be tuning in as many Southwest Conference football games as he could. Of course, our keenest interest was in UT and Baylor, but we would listen to whatever we could pick up.
I guess it doesn't sound like much. But it sure was fun. Even remembering it is somehow fun, even though the tears sting my eyes.
I have many other memories that involve Dad and football. They help. But this is still going to be a strange and difficult off season.
Hey, if you are a dad, find something your kid likes to do and go make some memories with him/her. You'll be glad you did and so will your child.
