When I think about March I think about spring time, and Easter, and basketball.

As the tide of March Madness washes over our nation with the arrival of the NCAA Tournament I can’t help but remember all the spring and summer evenings my dad and I spent playing basketball in our driveway.

It’s not like we even play anymore, my dad and I. To tell the truth it’s been years since we’ve challenged each other to a shooting match. A combination of my dad’s bad shoulder and my interest in other things brought our days of heated rivalry to an end long ago. But despite this fact, our memories remain…today I’m excited to be posting at The Blog Pile. I’d love for you to follow this link and read more at: www.theblogpile.com.