Today is Friday September 16 and tomorrow Dad and I will be attending our first Purdue Football game of the season together. I mentioned in the guest post I wrote for Waxed Red Threads and re-posted here that playing and going to sports events is a huge part of what's best about the relationship I have with my Dad...it always has been that way.
The tradition continued with my son also going to a lot of games but he is in his mid-20's, engaged, fully involved in his career so we don't get to see each other much these days which is understandable. But we spent a great deal of time together when he was a boy and early into adulthood...
When I reflect back and think about how many years we have been doing this, the numbers get a bit frightening...I was 5 years old when I attended my first game Purdue game. I only stayed for a half and I remember (mainly because my dad reminds me of it) that it rained the entire time so my Mom took me back to my Grand-Parents house, which was 2 blocks from Purdue's Ross-Ade Stadium.
I am 49 years old now so you do the math...I can safely say I have attended multiple football games with my father every year since then...that doesn't include the many Ohio State Football Games we attended (we lived in Columbus and a neighbour gave my dad his extra set of Season Tickets. this was during the glory days of OSU Football with Woody Hayes at the helm).
It's hard to say if I am as eager these days to go as I once was yet I still enjoy the experience very much. Through much of the time my kids were growing up, we'd spend weekends in Lafayette going to the games and staying in hotels with a pool. We made mini-vacations out of those weekend.
Now K-Sue is starting to attend games so I imagine that this tradition of going will continue...
As far as today? My Father and I couldn't be closer....
