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By Randy Gardner

My column should be better  today for one reason and one reason only and that is because I am sitting at the desk or should I say the computer keyboard of editor Bob Lindsey.

This is the first time ever in almost 20 years that I have actually been at in the newspaper and wrote my column and man do I feel a lot of added pressure. I feel like my father is looking over my shoulder on this one. Lucky I was in the neighborhood when deadline time came.

So starting off, I would like to say thanks to everyone who has given me positive feedback about a recent column. Over all of the years I have written about everything under the sun  on good topics and bad topics, But what I am most remembered by?

I guess from all of the feedback lately it’s  a story that I wrote about my son and I  going shopping for his first jockstrap and cup for the  baseball season.

I must have had over a dozen people tell me that they have lived that story in their lives with that terrifying situation. To make the story even better, It has been a couple of weeks now and my three-year-old loves to play Star Wars and my oldest boy is sometimes lazy in leaving his clothes behind.

So the story goes that I am sitting on the couch at home and guess who comes in with a new Darth Vader mask, yep that’s right. The new cup has now been made into a Darth Vader mask with my younger one holding it over his face and saying, “look dad, may the force be with you”.

I am 45 years old, but  I made it off the couch within three seconds to get that thing away from him before mom came down. Having three boys there are a lot of boy truces in the household meaning—Don’t tell Mom. This was one of those. We will tell mom when he is older. Oh well, no harm done just a moment that I will forever see in my memory bank.

It is hard to believe that Memorial Day is here and the pools will be opening up. Remember about three months ago I said I would get into shape this year as I had heard a lot of others say the same thing. Well, I didn’t. Life got in the way again. I am still my same ole tire around the belly self. I am one of those guys who wears their shirts at the pool  because I am embarrassed. I should just know by now that it is never going to happen for me. The six pack is a distant memory. If I go in with low expectations maybe I can rise above them before I am 65.

Have a Safe Memorial Day  weekend and remember the meaning of the day.

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