The passage of time has not dimmed the sharpness of the memories.
Twenty two years ago in a high school gym in LaGrange my high school basketball team was one win away from the state tournament. We had survived our opening-round region tournament game and needed one more victory to go to the big dance.
As a member of the varsity basketball team throughout high school, I simply longed for that opportunity to go to state, even if it meant just the old “one and done” scenario. Just to be able to experience it would have made the four years of practice, the four years of running, the four years of sacrifice worth it.