Like almost all of you, I know I will never forget September 11, 2001. However, I will also never forget my father-in-law. Last year was the first football season Joe didn't have his dad to watch the games with, talk about the plays, etc. He started the tradition of stopping by his grave and listening to some pre-game radio before each game. With the start of football season this year, he picked up the tradition. Winston and I tagged along. At first I felt weird taking a dog to the graveyard, but I realized Mr. Joe would love him, so I got over it. I took this picture today, I wish I could describe it better, or give it a fancy title, but I can't. Sometimes a picture is enough and words are just too much. I love you, Mr. Joe!
P.S. Did you see those Ravens annihilate those Steelers, Mr Joe?