So, Ya Got a Visit To South Bend

” It’s a boy, Mrs. Dog! It’s  boy!” Mrs. Dog smiled and drifted off. Drifted off into dreams of the boy wearing colors of blue and gold. It was pre-ordained. The boy grew, gathered with his leprechaun family, around the radio every autumn Saturday, and listened to the exploits of Lamonica, Hanratty and Theismann. Mr. […]

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