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Friday, September 20, 2024

Waiting


Sometimes one has to just wait there for something to happen.
That was the part of volleyball I was best at.

 

6 comments:

  1. I wouldn't mind waiting for him, or finding him waiting for me. Big Dude.

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  2. I saw the larger version of this photo, and don't blame you for cropping out the considerably less appetizing guy on the left. I wonder if they were father and son?

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    1. I don't remember cropping it so, It may have come to me that way.

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  3. I only played volleyball once in jr high. For reasons known only to the teacher we couldn’t wear our glasses. I was so nearsighted I could not see the ball. He was a jerk in many other ways too.

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    1. He was probably afraid you'd break your glasses and the school (or he) would have to pay for them. As backward as my school was, there were plastic guards available for those who absolutely couldn''t see without specs.

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