Remember How To Play In Life
Many years ago, I can remember being a kid and just wondering who was going to be available to play after school. There were not many things that were more important to my elementary school self than what I would play, where I would play and who would be available to play with. Growing up in the town of Greenville, Maine, Tuesdays were always a difficult day because the bulk of my colleagues were Catholic and they had to go to Catechism, which significantly cut into my options. I often urged some of my friends to skip their religious instruction for a rousing game of kickball or football or anything outside that involved a game of some kind.