Several other Geezers and I walked on the River Trail and all around the soccer fields at Burns Park this morning. I was out for a little over an hour and twenty-five minutes.
Now I'm at home, maintaining a tradition my father and I enjoyed over the course of our relationship. I remember from my childhood the way he and I would eagerly anticipate the Cheribundi Tart Cherry Boca Raton Bowl. Tonight it's Akron versus Florida Atlantic. If I had to bet, I would take the under on ten percent of either schools' student bodies watching this piece-of-shit football game.
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