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You don't know me

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  1. I'm not saying that I didn't see racist shit, because I did. But a slave auction just goes well beyond anything that I ever saw. My family is from Mississippi, so yeah, I heard some racist stuff. I was born there, but my parents moved away just about right after I was born. I've lived all over when I was a kid. West Texas (Midland/Odessa area), Georgetown, Jarrell, Blytheville AR, Richmond VA, Chicago (twice), St. Louis, and then down to Sugar Land starting in my sophomore year of high school. To be honest, with all the moving we did, I never made close friends until I got to the Houston area. Even then I was horribly shy. I was also younger than everyone by a full year, and to top it off I was a runt until my sophomore year. I just never really ran with the 'popular' crowd, so I guess I was extremely sheltered. Freshman year of high school I was living in St. Louis out in the suburbs. At that time they were busing inner city kids out to our school. For the most part things were okay, but there was definitely some tension. At wrestling practice one day we were running sprints in this really long hallway. Half the team was on one side of hall and the other half was on the opposite side. 2 kids would sprint down the middle and get back in line. One of the inner city kids, who was our heavyweight, got to the end and accidentally bumped into this white kid. The white kid went straight to "you dumb" n word. Everyone got quiet and I fully expected the inner city kid to just beat the shit of him. But he didn't, he just kept quiet and didn't even acknowledge it. I know he heard it, but I'm sure that he had been warned of stuff like that by his parents and was told to just let it go. To this day I have no idea how he kept himself from beating the shit out of that kid. Long way to say that just because I wasn't aware of really overt and publicly racist shit going on, doesn't mean that it wasn't there. I probably just didn't know about it because I didn't really hang out with a lot of people because I was not popular at all and was extremely shy.
  2. I'm older, but I honestly don't recall anything that bad when I was in high school in the 80s. Doesn't mean that it wasn't around, just that I was probably oblivious to it.
  3. Please tell me that you are REALLY old or that it happened several decades before you were there.
  4. Good news, no new shart thread entry. Family day last Wednesday and then graduation on Thursday went great. He's definitely matured quite a bit. On Friday he moved to AIT, still at Leonard Wood. We were all under the impression that he would start today, but they don't have enough students so it's now supposed to begin next Monday. That also pushed graduation by a week, but that's okay. It was great to spend a couple of days with him.
  5. I saw Nolan pitch in person in Houston and Arlington. The thing that sticks out in my mind is how you could hear him grunt when he pitched. He just put everything he had into it. Now that I'm in my 50s I have an even greater appreciation for his longevity.
  6. I do keep this on my desk:
  7. I can't remember who said it in the documentary, but the guy said something like this: If you're digging into the box and Nolan is waiting on you, you're gonna get one in your ear hole.
  8. Yeah, I can't remember the last time that I watched the Pro Bowl. May have been in the 80's.
  9. The boy graduates BCT on Thursday. They've checked all the boxes, so now all they are doing is cleaning. They did the 4 day culminating field exercise (Anvil, I think) last week. The only streamers that his platoon won were for physical stuff (obstacle course, stuff like that). I guess they are stupid but strong. Nothing wrong with that, I guess. They have family day on Wednesday, so we will be driving out to Fort Leonard Wood both Wednesday and Thursday. He's already planning what he wants to eat on Wednesday. I hope he doesn't join the shart thread on Thursday at graduation.
  10. On fucking Apple TV. Figures.
  11. Brian's Song (the original) has to be on any list like this.
  12. Watching ep 3 right now. Johnny's internet search autofill has me rolling.
  13. Wow! What a win that was. Nats probably should have been in no doubles there, but I will take it.
  14. Well, that's just because they are fucking stupid.
  15. Well, haven't talked to the boy in a bit, but I have received several letters. The last time that we spoke his mom was out with one of our other boys, so when he called her she conferenced me in (I told him before he left that when he does get a chance to call, he must call her first and then he call me if she doesn't answer). They had finished qualification with iron sights and were going to be using the red dot scope thingy the next week. We talked for about 15 minutes and he said that he was going to call his girlfriend. A few minutes after we hung up, his mom texted me and said that he had already called her back. I figured something wasn't right, so I called her. Girlfriend told him that she had "seen" someone else. I had thoughts that something like that would happen while he was gone and warned him about it before he left. In his most recent letter, he said that although I had told him that I hoped that didn't happen while he was gone, he said that he couldn't think of a better time for it to happen. Kid seems to have his head right. Yesterday was his birthday, so it was a bit of a difficult day for mom. This is him. ETA: He's actually a lefty, but I guess he's right-eye dominant. I had no idea.
  16. How bad was Votto? Was he Edmonds bad?
  17. I thought that Paul Bearer was dead.
  18. Not sure where I read or heard, but they may go with a 6 man rotation. I would prefer that they go with 5 provided that Flaherty is better than Hudson. I hate the idea of Hudson starting any games the rest of the way.
  19. I was 2 years younger than everyone else in my grade. I was also small for my age, so I was the smallest kid until I was in 10th grade. 7th and 8th grade were hell. I was bullied quite a bit by a couple of other kids. It sucks keeping your head on a swivel all the time. I'm not sure about pressing charges, as nothing I went through came close to being pushed down a flight of stairs. I seriously suggest that you have a conversation with your son. My immediate thoughts, as a parent, are to press charges. Then when I think back on my experiences, I'm not sure that I would have wanted my parents to do that on my behalf. Kids are fucking brutal. I also highly recommend that you try to get your son to join the wrestling team (if the school has one or if there is a club) or get him into some self-defense classes as soon as possible. Kids don't tend to fuck with wrestlers.
  20. Flaherty supposed to be back to start on 9/5. I really don't expect much, but I am REALLY hoping that he takes that spot from Hudson.
  21. Seeing that Walt Goggins is in it. I have high hopes.
  22. I can't believe that I haven't ventured into this thread yet. I'm a dad to 6 boys. One from my first marriage (the "boy" is 29) and 5 with my now wife (youngest is 9). My oldest gave me so much concern for his future. He didn't talk until he was damn near 4 years old, was in fights on a weekly basis up until he was probably in 4th grade, and school just never came easy to him. His mom and I got divorced with he was about 4 years old and I got primary custody. It took a lot of patience, but he has sure come into his own. He's now an 11 year veteran of the Air Force and has decided to stay in for at least 20. He's completed his masters degree and has not used any of his GI Bill for any of his school. The Air Force paid for virtually all of his school via tuition assistance. He just got married in December, he's well adjusted, and he's productive member of society that cares about others. He volunteers his time and he's been his unit SHARP (Sexual Harassment/Assault Response and Prevention) victim advocate. All of the "problems" that he had growing up tried me, but the man that he has become just fills me with pride. My next oldest, who is the first with my now wife, had his own issues growing up. I worried about him quite a bit. The boy was a 6'5" 270lb offensive lineman that that was a 3 year starter on the varsity high school football team and a very good high school wrestler at the 280 lb weight class. The time that he cried while telling me that he didn't have any "real" friends nearly broke me. This is a kid that is good looking, smart, and by all outward appearances had everything going for him. Being a teenager is hard and being a parent of a teenager is hard. Now, he's well adjusted and living life on his own without asking me or mom for much of anything except advice. Next one, oh man, this one nearly broke me completely. First, when he was 3 months old, I was working in downtown Austin and lived in Cedar Park. I got a call from my wife one day and she was frantically yelling into the phone "He's not breathing! His limbs are turning purple!". I told her to call 911 and that I was on my way home. This was before I even had a cell phone. Turned out to be okay (after a few days in children's hospital and a ton of tests), but if she hadn't checked him right when she did (he was down for a nap), he may not be with us today. Then less than a year later I went to Iraq for the first time. The wife and I dropped the boys off at the mother's day out program at our church before heading to the airport. I cried like a baby telling them goodbye. They were both too young to understand what was going on, but holy hell that was hard. Today, this one is currently in basic training, as he has joined the Iowa Army National Guard. After completing of his BCT and AIT, he's heading up to Iowa to wrestle for a small school up there on a half ride with the Guard helping to pay for the rest. The youngest 3 are still giving me grief every time they can. Of all of the sleepless nights, time spent apart, trouble in school, problems with girls, etc, I wouldn't trade my last 29 years for anything. I haven't done much for just me in quite some time. It's few and far between when the wife and I do something for ourselves. Every vacation, night out, you name it, has to be carefully planned. There's school functions, sports practices/games/tournaments that we are constantly going to and from. And you know what? That's okay. That's what our life is and I'm going to miss it terribly when they are all grown and out of the house. So, to have kids or not is a decision that each couple must make on their own. There are pros and cons. For me, the pros far outweigh all of the horrible shit that they put us through. And as much grief as they have put me through, they have given me far greater joy. I've seen 3 so far go from little human things that can't do anything for themselves to adults that are making their own way. I can honestly say that all of my boys are going to be better men than me. That's what we hope for, right?
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