Texas Mums
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 get...
Author: jklucero
Off to College, Goodbye Son
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 cr...
Advice to Californians moving to Texas
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 Texa...
The Perseids
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 ...
My contributions to the program
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...
My oldest graduates from high school
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 hi...
Glorious days in the sun
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 ...
Brotherhood
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 ...
The Game is Over
His name may not be etched on any plaque nor printed in any article. His picture may not be hung on any of the walls or highlighted on any Friday night broadcas...
Love of the game
We watched “Friday Night Lights” and “When the game stands tall” last night. My oldest watched the latter with us. I was in a football movie mood, I guess and w...