Seventy-six years ago today Clemson competed in their very first bowl game. Some would call it a cornerstone season for Tiger football. My grandaddy was on that historic team along with many other talented young men. They won that 1940 Cotton Bowl over Boston College 6-3.
As we find ourselves sitting in between two very important bowl games again this year I remembered these words I wrote a year ago.
He grew up in a little South Carolina town called Great Falls.
If he were alive today my children would know him as Great Grandaddy.
| {me and Grandaddy} |
He called me Lissie.
Before I ever reached double-digits he taught me how to dance and throw a football and drive a car {shhh...don't tell my mom}.
