I took my four year old to her first Football game last weekend against Sam Houston. We saw the team arrive, went to March in, met some friends at a tailgate, etc. We sat in the zone. She took a nap in the 2nd quarter, didnt like the cannon, but loved the band. And all the kisses.
But before the game we also went in to the MSC to check out the renovations. In the flag room was a big mural, sort of a pictoral history of bonfire. My wife, class of 98, spent a good ten minutes showing it to my daughter. I had to walk away. Even all of these years later and all of the life events I have faced, bonfire is still very emotional to me. I don't even like thinking about it. But I think about them all of the time.