My father was a great athlete as a young man. He did the Decathlon and won many medals in the process. After joining the army he played on every regimental hockey basketball and fastball teams they had. We followed him to ever tournament we could.
I loved the cheeseburgers they grilled and once won $500 dollars in a fifty/fifty draw. I miss so much our curling as a family team (where the cheeseburgers are even BETTER). I guess it was his way to stay active and keep me an my sister involved in youth sports which he felt would be the best way to keep us out of trouble.
I may be a fat loser now but there was a time when I was a great athlete too. I miss the sense of accomplishment sometimes but am glad I never pushed myself so much that I suffer from knee and other body ailments to this day.
I am scanning a lot of old pictures to do a book about his life for his two Grandchildren so expect to see and learn alot more about the greatest man I ever knew.