Well another November 1st is upon us. I never think or look at that date that I don’t think of the night of November 1st 1960. It was my senior year in high school. All this now seems so trivial but not then. I have often said in the late 1950s’ the best thing that could happen to a Indiana high school basketball player on a Friday night was three things:
1.Your team beat the neighboring school’s team
2.Your dad let you have the car after the game
3.And that one certain very special girl went out with you after that game
If these things happened the stars in the heavens were in their place and all was good—until the next Friday night.
If you scroll down you will find something I wrote in 2014.