Run Lindsay Run!

It’s that time of year again, the annual battle of Jacksonville, the World’s Largest Cocktail Party, the game between the borders, whatever you want to call it, today is the annual Georgia – Florida Game.

When I lived in Florida, they called it the Florida – Georgia Game… how rude!

I’ve had a love/hate relationship with this game my whole life.  If your team wins, you have bragging rights, if the bad guys win you have to listen to the gator fateful for an entire year.

Each year the game is played in the neutral location of Jacksonville, FL and becomes one of the great parties of the year.  50% of the tickets go to Georgia fans and the others go to the bad guys.  When filled, and it always is, a line of beautiful red fills half the stadium and ugly orange fills the other half.

I have been fortunate to attend a few of these games in-person and have always had a tremendous time.  Jacksonville does a great job of hosting each year.

Of all the classic games played in this stadium, I have many memories, but my favorite took place in the comfort of my parents home, many years ago on a cold November day sitting in a dining room chair eating peanuts with my mama and daddy.

The year was 1980, I was a Junior in High School and Coach Dooley, Herschel Walker, Buck Belue and others had Georgia riding high, a perfect season going into the game and a possible chance to play for the National Championship in the grasps.

It’s funny how we remember moments in life just like they were yesterday.  This is one of those memories for me.

I’m sure there were other people in the house, but I only remember being there with my mom and dad.

I remember it being a cold November day, much like today.  I remember sharing roasted peanuts with my daddy, peanuts he had cooked on the top of our wood burning stove.  I remember my mama in her traditional red top, I remember my daddy cheering, I remember feeling nervous and invincible sitting there with my parents.

I remember the nerves going into the game.  Georgia was great that year, but the bad guys were good too and they wanted nothing more than to burst our bubble of historic destiny.

For some reason, I parked myself in a dining room chair I had pulled into the living room between my mama and daddy’s recliners.  We watched the game, a slobber-knocker from the outset.

As the game got deep into the 4th Qtr, Georgia was against the bad-guys end zone and behind on the scoreboard.  Things weren’t looking good, it seemed like the bad guys were going to ruin our dreams, they were going to step in and ruin the fate of our team, like satan himself, they were going to allow evil to overcome good.

Then it happened…. the stars aligned, the heavens opened up and Buck Belue tossed a pass to Lindsay Scott that had the angels rejoicing, the Bulldog faithful celebrating and the demon sent to the lockeroom in defeat…… forever immortalized as RUN LINDSAY RUN!

 

As Lindsay ran, my house screamed, daddy was out of his chair urging Lindsay down the field and mama’s encouraging cheers carried him towards the end zone.  For me, I ended up  in the chair with my mama, I landed in her lap and we embraced and cheered!

That play carried Georgia onto its National Championship Game and I was fortunate to be in the stands for that game with my best friend, my mama and daddy and Chuck Foster.  Those were heady, fun days culminating in my one and only time standing on the field of the SuperDome in New Orleans, celebrating a National Championship.

The Georgia / FL game still holds much the same gravitas as it did back in those days.  Seasons are won or lost during the 60 minutes played in Jacksonville, today will be no different.

I would love to be back in my childhood home, surround by my mom and dad, cheering the Dawgs, but that won’t happen.  I will however take comfort in knowing that two very special angels will be cheering from the heavens, she in her red top, him eating roasted peanuts and urging the good guys on.

It’s the classic battle of good vs evil, GO DAWGS!

Overwhelming Gratitude

As I wrote yesterday’s post, I read and reread the words.  After it was completed, it took me several minutes to hit the PUBLISH button.  It was by far the most difficult post I have ever written.

I had no idea what would happen when I published.

Within minutes my phone started dinging text, people started commenting with support on the page, I got emails, phone calls and private messages.

To say I am overwhelmed is an understatement.

I have had people stop by the store just to give me a hug, I was stopped in Wal-Mart and at the grocery and hugged tightly and lovingly.

A friend stopped by and gave me a jar of fresh apple-butter she had just made, another brought me a fruit basket just to let me know they cared and love me.

And then, I got the first of four messages from other people who had been victimized, heart-breaking stories.  My heart is filled with an appreciation to these gentle souls who felt comfortable to share their stories with me. Stories like mine, that very few, if anyone else knew.

Rarely in my life am I at a loss for words, but I am.  Thank-you doesn’t seem to be enough, but that is all I have….. THANK YOU!

 

Here Comes the Bride

My niece Chelsea is getting married next Saturday.  I have dreamed of this day since she was born.  Not just the wedding but a lifetime of happiness that she would find my marrying her Prince Charming.

Chelsea has found her guy and together they will bring their two daughters together to form a new family.

Ever since she was a little girl, Chelsea has been an independent, strong-willed mix of tomboy and girly-girl and she has found the perfect guy to embrace everything that she will bring to a marriage.

I have always heard that girls marry their fathers, well Chelsea is definitely doing that.  Brett, the groom, is a know everything, right-wing, sports loving, debating, strong willed guy just like his future father-in-law.  More importantly, like his father-in-law, he is a hardworking, protective, dedicated family man who will move mountains for those he loves.

We are fortunate that Chelsea found Brett and thankful for the family he will bring with him.  His mom, Baboo and daughter Jaydynn complete us.

Chelsea and Brett have a great relationship that is built on love, respect and commitment, values that I know will carry them into old age.  They both have strong alpha personalities, so that love and respect will come in handy when paired with their stubborn streaks.

Brett’s only real downfall is that he is a Georgia Tech fan, but we are working on that and know that soon he will see the error of his ways and come into the light, we’re a DAWGS family and have a hard time comprehending blue and gold over Red and Black!

As the days grow close to their wedding, I am sentimental about the little girl who has overcome challenges, excelled as a mom and flourished through life.  I am proud of the woman Chelsea has grown into and look forward to seeing her in this next chapter.

The wedding will be beautiful, sitting on the banks of a river with all of Chelsea’s touches making the day special.

As they walk down the aisle to marriage, I hope they both think about those who have lifted them up through life.  The ones who celebrate their marriage in heaven and those who will be with them on their day.

I pray Chelsea and Brett have a lifetime of happiness and their girls, Jaydynn and Hadley know that they were chosen in love and good fortune.

I wish nothing more than a world of happiness for Chelsea and Brett.  There will be great times and difficult times for them to maneuver through the next 50 years of their lives together, but when their commitment is built on God, family, love and mutual respect there is nothing they can’t overcome together.

Except maybe that Georgia Tech thing….. he REALLY needs to fix that quickly!

Cheers to Brett and Chelsea, may your lives be filled with adventure and I pray the happiness you find as you approach your wedding will carry you through all the days of your lives.

Life’s Playlist…. Summertime performed by Fantasia

Summertime is here!  I am looking forward to fun on the lake, getting some sun in at the pool, doing some hiking and a big wedding in late July.

Summertime is always a good time.

Happy Birthday & Thank You, Chelsea Leigh Rumsey!!!!!!!!!!!!

On this date, back in 1990, the good Lord allowed me to begin the most rewarding role I have ever had in life….. Uncle.

Early in the afternoon of May 8th, 1990, Chelsea Leigh Rumsey entered the world and turned our families hearts upside down.  With her first breath, she had us all wrapped around her finger.

For the last 28 years she has taken life by the horns and gone for a wild ride.  It hasn’t always been perfect, but whose life is, what is important is Chelsea has relied on her family and trust in God to make it through the good times as much as the difficult ones.

Chelsea is a strong, sensitive, cuss like a sailor, business woman, tomboy, make-up loving, jewelry wearing, fashionable, creative, family loving, smiling, Jeep driving, never give up lady and as she has grown, she has been a wonderful niece and now I am honored to say one of my best friends.

Four years ago, Chelsea brought another joy into our lives when she became a mom to Hadley Rae, I have watched her grow as a mom and look forward to seeing her in her next role as wife.

Chelsea, my advice for you today, on your birthday, is the same as it has always been, DREAM BIG, don’t ever let anyone or anything stop you from realizing your dreams.

I wish you a lifetime of joy and know you will continue to find your resting place with God and family.

Happy Birthday sweet girl and thank you for giving me the title I cherish above all others, Uncle.