High school football in Mission Viejo. A little bit of sadness with tonight's game. First year since 2003 that one or both of my kids aren't in the band, and the last time I sat here my dad sat with me. Now the kids are in college and dad's in heaven. If there's a tear in my eye tonight you know why.
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The pains never go away, but you learn how to cope.
But every once in a while somebody will notice, and it gets hard again for a bit.
Remember the good times.
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