It’s the New England Patriots versus the Atlanta Falcons tomorrow for the Lombardi Trophy. With my Packers eliminated, I have no preference as to who wins the game. I in no way hold it against Brady and Belichick for supporting Trump. Brady’s a helluva of quarterback and Belichick is perhaps the greatest football coach in the modern NFL era. I’m hopeful politics aren’t part of tomorrow’s game in Houston as America could use a day off from despising one another.
Bush 41 and Barbara will be doing the coin toss honors. I actually voted for 41 twice. His grace since leaving office has been one of the few bright spots in national politics the past twenty-four years. He adopted Bill Clinton as his third son and of all things actually wrote Donald Trump a positive letter wishing him well and not holding a grudge because of the things Trump said about both of his sons in the recent presidential campaign.
I never voted for Bush 43, yet he wrote a moving book entitled 41 which genuinely touched me as I read it while my own father was losing his battle to pancreatic cancer. I love promoting good books on my blog and I’d put this book in that category not so much for the political aspect of the story, but more for the father-son relationship as narrated by a loving son. Given the cesspool we’re currently wading through it would make for a nice read.