Glory Days

Short background: after a death in my family, I was experiencing guilt for being alive. Then one day as I was listening to Springsteen album, Darkness on The Edge of Town, a line from “Badlands” stood out: “It ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive.” Long story short, that resonated with me but I felt the need to write about dying and I dig Bruce Springsteen and this is the strange way those two things coupled in my mind during this season of life.

If you want a little deeper dig, read the intro of pt 1. This is part four. And this is a video of Springsteen playing “Glory Days” on Letterman’s NBC finale in 1993.

Glory Days
Tim could make all the throws, man. He was known as Mr. Touchdown at Middletown High School in Newport, Rhode Island and we were there at the same time; I was a 2001 grad, he was class of ’98. I ran into this guy, an old classmate at an estate sale at some house outside Providence and we got to talking. He asked me if I remembered Tim. I said, “Hell yeah I remember Tim.” The guy said, “Okay, okay. What were his top five best, all-time throws?” I said, “Easy.”

“Five: Timmy was backed up against his goal line, probably on the five-yard line or something and the coach called for some kind of option-pass play. Tim got up to the line, all six feet two inches of him and he hollered out the signals and got the snap. Blitz on, Tim faked…