Oh how I yearn for the good old days to come back- miss you guys so much-
can't believe this is my second year away from my family. At least I still remember getting up
at 4am to head up 81 for a noon game. When I visited my sister last Friday in the rehab
facility in Charlottesville, I felt like getting out of the car and kissing the ground as I entered
the hallowed Hoo town. May sound corny but I had cold chills when I passed the exit to U Hall.
Give old JD and Barb a toast and remember we love you dearly.