The Wheel Turns
Sixteen years ago today, I took a blind date to a Georgia Tech football game using tickets donated by a friend. The game went well, we continued on to dinner, a movie, and a long conversation at the Dark Horse bar. Ten hours after picking up my blind date, I called my best friend from high school to let her know that I'd just met the girl I was going to marry.
And, a little less than 2 years later, I did.
Tomorrow, sixteen years and one day after that fateful first date, I will be taking my little girl to her first Georgia Tech football game using tickets donated by a friend. It's going to be a daddy-daughter outing with just the two of us. We'll ride a train down to the game, have fun with all of the people in the stands, eat bad food, cheer loudly, and maybe learn a little bit about football.
The wheel turns, and what a marvelous wheel it is.
And, a little less than 2 years later, I did.
Tomorrow, sixteen years and one day after that fateful first date, I will be taking my little girl to her first Georgia Tech football game using tickets donated by a friend. It's going to be a daddy-daughter outing with just the two of us. We'll ride a train down to the game, have fun with all of the people in the stands, eat bad food, cheer loudly, and maybe learn a little bit about football.
The wheel turns, and what a marvelous wheel it is.
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