Coaches

As most people who have met me know, I'm a very proud Native of Bryan, Texas. Although I haven't lived there since August of 1996, it is my hometown and I hold it near and dear to my heart. My wife is from there, too, and we visit pretty regularly. Every morning, I go through my news websites, which consist of checking CNN, the Houston Chronicle , and then the Bryan/College Station Eagle. Although Houston is my home now, and the hometown of both my boys, Bryan is never too far away from me. That's a part of my life that I am grateful for. Today, I saw two pieces of news from my hometown that made me stop and think about growing up, and how much those days shape who you are and who you will become. Before I go too much further, let me expressly state that I am NOT reliving Glory Days with this post. Under no stretch of the imagination was I a star (or even semi-decent) athlete. I was terrible. I weighed 160 lbs, ran about a 3 minute 40 yard dash, and couldn