An Inner Celebration

Today is a day of reflection, of solemn celebration. My late father, Charles, loved the Seahawks. He followed the team for more than twenty years.

The game of football was one of the factors in his life that brought joy to him among the many stresses of providing for family of six during the 1970s & '80s. People who have lived in Seattle since the early '70s will remember the dire effects the Boeing layoffs had the region; my Father was among those sacked at the time.

His team never won the championship. They came close once. I wish he was alive to see this. Although my Father has been gone for seven years, I hold the celebration in my heart for him. He's my hero.