Happy Birthday to my favorite son-in-law. He is “umpty ump” years old. After he blows out “all” those candles, may his wishes come true.
I just read an article about a guy (single and about 35 years old) who decided to take his life savings of $370,000 and go to Las Vegas. He intended to bet every penny he had on “black or red” on the roulette wheel. He was either going to be flat broke or rich. His odds of winning were less than 50%. He bet red. They spun the wheel and set the metal ball in motion. The wheel spun and spun. Fans watched because they all knew the deal. The wheel slowed and finally stopped. The ball rested on ——- red. Yep he won. On one roll of the ball, he doubled his net worth. And then he went home!
Your Mom and I decided to tour Lambeau stadium yesterday. Our good friends, the Dyers would take visiting friends through the Packers facility for years. They always talked about it. So we went, we saw, and we left. I have to admit I was impressed. Lambeau is like a little city. You can eat. You can get married in a chapel. You can go to as many as 4 banquets at a time. You can visit the Hall of Fame. You can take a one hour tour of the stadium. Oh yeah, you can spend money in their souvenir/apparel retail outlet.
The highlight of the tour was getting to run out the Packer tunnel at the south end of the field just like the Packers do on game day. The tour guide simulates the crowd applause and noise. Once out on the field, you look up at the cheering fans and wave to them. It is pretty awesome. There is a padding surround the railings around the bottom of the stadium. This is where the Packers jump into the stands celebrating the Lambeau leap. I decided I wanted to try the leap just to prove I could do it. I stepped back. made a run at the wall and made a mighty leap. It was ugly. I think my hand touched the top of the wall and I pulled a “Hamie”. I decided the “Lambeau Leap” isn’t for old white guys.
Easter comes Sunday. Sunshine and celebration.
Love,
Dad