More football memories

I love football. Maybe it was growing up and listening to my father talk about Johnny Mack Brown or the Alabama team that went to the Rose Bowl in the 1920′s and won. I still have the newspaper clipping of the crowd meting the team’s train on its return to Tuscaloosa, Dad’s hometown, where he [...]

Football

We had the largest backyard in the neighborhood in Jackson, so our house was where all of the sports were played. While the neighborhood girls didn’t want to play with me because I was a tomboy, the boys always needed someone on their teams or my brother talked them into letting me play. At one [...]

The Game

Everyone knows college football is a religion in the South. However, even the Ole Miss-LSU rivalry of the 1950′s didn’t prepare me for the never ending competition between Alabama-Auburn/Auburn-Alabama (yes, it matter which one comes first) I found when we moved from Mississippi to Alabama in 1960. Dad was raised in and around Tuscaloosa, home [...]

Baseball

I love baseball. I’m a fanatic. I think my father is responsible. When I was about a year old, Babe Ruth visited Montgomery, AL. I don’t know why, but there he was. As Ruth passed by in his car, my dad held me up. In later years, he told me it was so I could [...]