Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Not to Worry - I'll Watch Football

Dear John,

Have I ever told you that I love you, adore you, and worship the ground you walk on? I may have mentioned it once or twice . . .

Today I managed to carry a box of styrofoam peanuts up Kathy's stairs without mishap. I'm getting better at this. And I am so stiff and sore from yesterday! I'm just getting too old to fall down. Or, as the tee-shirts in the left-field bleachers at Wrigley used to say: Help - I've fallen and I can't reach my beer! 

We did have some good times in those bleachers, didn't we? It was so much fun when we lived in South Bend and could go to 25-30 games a year, and had our regular seats. We had good friends among the regulars. Remember the day when the Expos were in town, and some guy with a beautiful voice that sang that delightfully obscene version of Oh, Canada? There was always free entertainment between innings, and sometimes before the game when the other team's players would have fun with us. I'll never forget the contest for Oral Herschizer's shoes. 

I've always been glad I married a man that likes sports - I may have told you that a few times, too. You'd get so involved in a baseball game that a band could march through the room and you'd never notice, I'd yell loud enough during football games to disturb the neighbors, and neither of us ever got much sleep in March. Thank goodness you never liked Nascar. (Look, they're making a left turn!) 

Good memories. I haven't watched the Cubs yet this season. I don't think I've missed much, from what I've been reading. But I'm not ready to watch it without you. But I'm okay - it's not time to worry about me until I start missing football games. The countdown to the Hall of Fame Game is on!

I'm off to bed now, to try not to dream about the Cubs. You still haven't shown up in any of my dreams, but it feels like you're always so close. I just wish I could see you and touch you. I know I will - I just don't want to wait!

Loving you impatiently,
Joan.


PS - I almost forgot the main thing I need to tell you. If I don't write anything tomorrow night, don't worry about me. I may not have the computer tomorrow night. I'll explain the computer round-robin next time. Love you!

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