Vive Le Renaissance, Man!

"Time is a tyrant, words our best and only weapons." - Lyndsay Faye | Here begins a new decade. As I enter my sixties, I use this space to assess life: how I have lived it so far, how I might finish my working life and move into retirement, and what I might share from the experiences I've had. The concept of the Renaissance Man has been an aspiration of mine, often without realizing it, hence the title. So much to experience, so much to think about, so much to enjoy and be grateful for!

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Welcome Home, Brett!

Being a season ticket holder at Lambeau Field is a blessing and a responsibility. I'm always grateful that I have access to one of the few true sports shrines left (along with Wrigley Field, Fenway Park, Madison Square Garden, etc.), but at the same time, there are times when one simply has to do his duty and ... participate in history being made. Such a time was Thanksgiving night this year when Green Bay hosted Da' Bears on the night when Brett Favre's jersey was retired (one of only 6 Packers to be so honored).

What was required of me was first to attend, second to not complain about the weather (horrid though it was), third to visit the Packer Hall of Fame, fourth not to complain about the outcome of the game (stinking Bears!), and fifth to suck it up and drive bravely for two hours through the snow and ice to reach our night's lodging.

Here is a pictorial summary of the evening, in roughly chronological order:

Hall of Fame Visit