Top Ten Days I'd Like To Relive

Not in any order, here are ten of my top days. I think we did this once before.

 

1. My wedding day. Sept 12 1987 & Bermuda honeymoon

2. Will's wedding day Jan 2016

3. Anna's wedding day. March 2023

4. Aug 2006 family trip to SF

5. July 2002 trip to NYC with Ceil

6. Dec 1975 when we won the state football championship

7. Thanksgiving 1993 completed the Atlanta half marathon

8. 1996 torch relay outside of Chicago

9. March 2020 trip to Memphis with Bruce Ambrose

10. March 1985 drove to Macon to watch a GT basketball game on TV not broadcast in Atlanta

 

One time the Whitakers brought me back an Ocho Rios t-shirt when I house sat while they were on vacation.

 

Busy. Just learning, so not as stressed as the past few days. We do have a chunk of orders to enter before Monday.

 

Predictions:

 

Florida will be let down from their loss to UGA. Boston College is tough, and will win by more than 2-1/2 points.

 

Notre Dame will beat Clemson by more than 2-1/2 points.

 

Bama will beat LSU by more than 3-1/2 points.

 

Long Thursday. Got to work at 730. Constant work on project with several interruptions from others. Finished at 5:15 then spent another hour tying up loose ends.

C cooked meatballs, ravioli, tomato sauce, broccoli, and her sourdough. Finished washing dishes at 8:45. Tired.

I got back to the gym this morning. Then meetings about what we'll be doing on the new computer system.

Lunch Thursday was Dreamland BBQ. Pork, Brunswick stew, potato salad, macaroni & cheese, banana pudding. Friday lunch was Willys Mexican. I fixed a salad with everything on it.

Finally watched a few innings of the World Series last night, but went to bed before it was over.

MC's grandfather's funeral is next Friday Nov 10, in Greenville SC.  

 

ROGERS HORNSBY [SABR Bio] owns the highest season batting average for any National Leaguer in the Modern Era. Hornsby's .424 in 1924 leads all in the NL and is just barely behind PHA's Nap Lajoie's 1901 .426, in organized baseball. In a ten-year span, he averaged more than 200 hits per season, leading his league four times and the majors twice. From 1920 through 1929, there was no other player more productive. During part of that run, from 1920 through 1925, his cumulative batting average was .397.

He once stated, "I had much rather be known as a team-play man than as a Home Run King, Monarch of Swat or any of those high-sounding, but to a winning ball player, meaningless titles." Seldom shy about discussing his prowess on the diamond, but could back it up with consistent, highest‑level performance. If Babe Ruth ever heard the remark, he was doubtless unruffled.