|A Great White off the beach in Chatham|
But September has since become a good friend-- it holds the Fall season, the birth of my oldest son (Happy Birthday Matt!) and the winding days of Summer, making me appreciate the dying warm days. It's also a period where I have no classes and only workshops to contend with, and it means the start of College Football. This year I bought Seasons Tickets to Holy Cross Football-- at an incredible bargain price for all home games and I'm looking forward to enjoying some serious Crusader football.
It's hard to forget Sept 11th, though-- and I am one of those wack-jobs who will never forget. I won't forget 12.7.41 either, when our country is attacked I tend to remember it. And my thoughts are with all of those who serve to protect our freedoms.