Burns Park Loop

I walked and jogged three laps of the Burns Park Loop this afternoon, so covered 6.75 miles in 1:24:29, with 2.25-mile splits of 29:20, 27:51, and 27:18, after I drove in from Nashville. I'm driving back to Nashville on Friday to take mother to the Scrappers' first-round playoff game. She asked me to. About six weeks ago I called her after supper on a Friday night and asked her to please call with the Scrapper score when she knew it. You know, just to try to engage her in something. As it turns, she went to Epps Roark's room and listened to the game on the radio. She called with the score at about ten o'clock. She's called with scores a couple of times since. I tried for nearly twenty years to get mother interested in Scrapper football, which is clearly the most important matter to residents of Nashville and Howard County. I had no success. I mean, none at all. Apparently all it took were five or six games on the radio in the room of Miss Epps, the ninety-five-year-old woman who owned Quality Shoes in downtown Nashville as mother grew up, and for a significant part of my life. "Peter, would you please come back Friday and take me to the Scrapper game?" I couldn't believe it. They're playing Central Arkansas Christian, the school they beat for the '05 championship on that cold night at War Memorial Stadium. Everyone I talked to in Nashville talked about the game. I guess mother and I will be there, and I bet ya'll can imagine how excited I am.

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