The other day I came across my father’s 1944 high school yearbook. It was his senior year and like most annuals, the senior class was highlighted in many different activities of the school.
I can recall a few conversations I’ve had with my father regarding his extracurricular activities during high school, but I was surprised by some of the pictures and comments I read as I turned each page.
See, Dad died — somewhat suddenly, in 1994, a month before his 68th birthday.
Although my dad was my best friend and my “Best Man” in our wedding, I have always felt as though I didn’t get enough time to discover everything there was to know about his life.
I knew he played football, but didn’t know that he was the co-captain of the team his senior year. This makes sense as dad was always a leader and a motivator.
I also did not know that he played basketball and baseball in his sophomore and junior years.
His senior picture is like many from that era; his hair is combed back and high, and he has that tough-looking grin on his face.
A portion of the caption reads, “…like many other fellows in the class, Dick (that was his nick-name) expects to give his services to Uncle Sam”.
I would love to go back in time and see what life was like for mom and dad as they were growing up. Time travel has always been a fantasy of mine. Authors such as H.G. Wells, “The Time Machine,” Edward Page Mitchell, “The Clock That Went Backward”, and Charles Dickens, “A Christmas Carol” are my literary heroes.
In the movie, “Field of Dreams”, Ray Kinsella, played by Kevin Costner, gets a chance to play catch with his father who has returned to life on that magical field as a young baseball player.
That is a dream I would love to live.
And the movie, “Back To The Future”, starring Michael J. Fox, remains one of my all-time favorites. There’s something intriguing about traveling back in time and seeing your parents in high school.
Then again, I may not want to know everything.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m really not into science fiction, traversable wormholes or quantum mechanics.
I just like the idea of peering into the past firsthand. I have no desire to look into the future. But I wouldn’t mind being a part of it for another 40 years or so.
I had no idea that Dad was also a member of the school chorus. Wow, good looks, lots of hair, a football player and a singer. No wonder mom fell in love with him.
Yesterday I asked my wife, “Jennifer, did your dad play football?” She commented, “Yes, but I’m not sure what position.”
I quickly replied, “Talk to him soon and find out.”
Maybe the next time we visit we will throw the ball around a little too.
Don’t wait until it’s too late folks. Time travel is just a dream. So fill every day with memorable moments!
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