It is Christmas season. Well Advent starts next Sunday but lets not quibble over details. Henceforth I will be: Making Merriment everywhere I goRisking my life trying to Griswold my house, at the chagrin of my wife. Yes Griswold is now a verb.Watching Christmas cartoons created in the 60s while my children roll their eyes…
He wanted to play linebacker just like his favorite football player, his big brother. It was a position he knew well, having earned the right to play it in middle school. Middle School, however, is over. This is high school with a new set of coaches and a new set of challenges but, also an…
When my son came home and told us he had to have a “Mum” for his date for Homecoming, our response was: “What the Hell is a mum!?. You are getting her a flower in the corsage we’ll make sure its a mum. Gosh they are picky about the type of flowers for dances here,…
It was 5:00 PM and I was alone at work, after hours in my cubicle, but I was not working. Instead, I was sitting in front of my computer sulking with my arms crossed, pissed off at God, my wife and the world. I mean I was fuming pissed off. “Why would you put this…
Being from southern California myself, I wrote these little tidbits of advice a little while ago for those who plan to move to Texas, more specific Central Texas. This is all tongue in cheek and not meant to be serious or insulting. •Texans – The best part of this state are the people. Texans are…
Last night I walked out to our backyard with my youngest son to watch the Perseids meteor shower. The peak nights of this event were to include this night. The news stated we should see 60-70 per hour. Watching meteor showers is an annual event for my boys and me. We grab chairs and blankets,…
Today is the first day of high school football practice for the last Lucero. Granted my name is not Alzer, Silguero or Whittington whose collective contribution of boys to the program are in the high teens; I have only two to give. However, like those families, the two I have given are boys who possess…
My son graduated high school yesterday. Although it was 13 years ago I still vividly remember his first day of school. Here stood this sweet, little boy with his Thomas the Tank Engine backpack, ready to take on the world. His world, at the time, was no further than our reach but to him it…
Glorious days in the sun I write incessantly about my children and the game of football. From all perception, it consumes us and is the forefront in everything we do. In many ways that is true but I believe it would be the case with any endeavor they attempt. Although we have immersed ourselves in…
My son has met his closest and best friends from his team. Among those boys are four whom he has created a strong bond. They were as thick as thieves. Wherever you looked on the football field you could always find them together. His loyalty to these boys is unwavering. They all will attend different…
