I did it.
It’s the end.
Understand that there is actually a decent story behind this one…
Once upon a time I was offered a scholarship to compete on the speech/debate squad at the college that I wound attending. For what it’s worth, it was and still is, one of the most prestigious programs in the United States. I competed for one season, before declaring I was wiser compared to the coach, and left the program.
I still regret to this day, walking away when things didn’t come easily.
Years down the road, the late, great Dr. Derryberry has passed away. A former teammate is now part of the coaching staff (they also saved my skin in Intro to Psych). Through Facebook last week they contacted me, and asked if I would return and judge at their tournament being held in October.
The same weekend as the university’s homecoming.
The same weekend of Alumni weekend.
I’m heading to the university I grew to despise, as an alumni, to judge at a speech/debate tournament, and enjoy…their homecoming week.
Alas, I have grown of weary age…