My Beautiful Nieces
We went to my niece Nicole's graduation party last weekend.
She's a beautiful girl.
Just like her sister, Andrea.
And the party was great as our cousins came out and a lot of friends gathered to wish Nicole well as she moves off into a promising life, and what got me about it was that while she was moving around the gathering I thought of something her father had written in a graduation card he handed me all those years ago.
"You got the world by the ass. Don't screw it up!" He wrote in the card he handed me as I graduated from college.
I still have that card in the box filled with stuff that I've saved through the years. Cards and notes like that are important to me, and I saved it because it meant a lot coming from him.
We all played a little volleyball during the party. I used to really love that sport. My cousin Tony was on my team and he was in the middle, the setting position.
"Set me up!" I called from the front row.
I wanted to spike the ball on my brother Jim who was across the net from me.
Tony did it perfectly. A well-placed ball that was right where it needed to be. I eye-balled it the whole way and started my leap.
It was all I could do to get the ball over the net. Jim had also half-jumped on his side of the net. He was a couple of feet short of stuffing it back at me. The ball ended up somewhere else.
No spike.
No block.
Wow, how time goes.
Just about the same time I saw Nicole and Andrea walk by.
Just crazy.
Wonderful, beautiful, well-adjusted women.
My brother had the world by the ass too.
And he didn't screw it up.
Now if only we could still jump a little.
She's a beautiful girl.
Just like her sister, Andrea.
And the party was great as our cousins came out and a lot of friends gathered to wish Nicole well as she moves off into a promising life, and what got me about it was that while she was moving around the gathering I thought of something her father had written in a graduation card he handed me all those years ago.
"You got the world by the ass. Don't screw it up!" He wrote in the card he handed me as I graduated from college.
I still have that card in the box filled with stuff that I've saved through the years. Cards and notes like that are important to me, and I saved it because it meant a lot coming from him.
We all played a little volleyball during the party. I used to really love that sport. My cousin Tony was on my team and he was in the middle, the setting position.
"Set me up!" I called from the front row.
I wanted to spike the ball on my brother Jim who was across the net from me.
Tony did it perfectly. A well-placed ball that was right where it needed to be. I eye-balled it the whole way and started my leap.
It was all I could do to get the ball over the net. Jim had also half-jumped on his side of the net. He was a couple of feet short of stuffing it back at me. The ball ended up somewhere else.
No spike.
No block.
Wow, how time goes.
Just about the same time I saw Nicole and Andrea walk by.
Just crazy.
Wonderful, beautiful, well-adjusted women.
My brother had the world by the ass too.
And he didn't screw it up.
Now if only we could still jump a little.
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