When I was going to junior high, even the weak kids were strong. We all had something to talk about, because the coaches thought that, at the very least, we could be Olympians in our own little pain-induced delirium as we ran our small boyish butts into the history of budding manhood.
Loren M. Lambert © January 18, 2010
Loren M. Lambert © January 18, 2010
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