I’m not a huge football fan, but I occasionally watch college football. But, when I know that my son and his friends are at his Alma Mater, the one and only University of Notre Dame, then I watch for sure. I know I won’t see him in the crowd of over 80,000 spectators, but I still scan the seats, hoping for glimpse. We spent many a weekend at Notre Dame. The tradition, sense of camaraderie, and religious mystique fill the stadium and spills over into to the entire campus.
Watching these football games is a sentimental journey, often bittersweet. Good times and happy days gone by, never to be recaptured. I guess that what memories, old photos, and waxing nostalgic is all about.
GO IRISH!!!!!!!
Toni Andrukaitis 
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