Sounds Of Yesteryear

Sounds Of Yesteryear, a photo by Tommy Mosley on Flickr.

I can close my eyes and remember the sounds , smells and the screams from the friday night crowds.
April 8th 1998 the year I graduated high school also the year to the date that a F5 tornado ripped through my home town leaving my Alma Mater in ruins completely gone , 14 years today. I have stood in this end zone numerous times as a child all the way up to my teens , for the first time in 14 years, today I stood in it as a man.