I was out for 57:15 on a Hash run from Interstate Park. We had a beer stop at the home of the Sunset Tigers, an 80-yard peewee football field not far from the State Fairgrounds. It was the first time I had been there since 1995, when I attended a Tigers game while reporting on the status of youth football in the Little Rock metro. David Meroney told me he watched several games there through about 2012 as a Big Brother to one of the Tigers.
Pam's renown among Hashers was evident today as they practically lined up to express their condolences. It was nice, though I have not yet arrived at the point where I can speak of her without my voice breaking a bit. That's a new experience for me. I can't fully account for it.
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