A Day at the Y
The other day I was visiting my hometown and happened to drive by the local YMCA on my way home. That was the place where my friends and I used to go to play basketball and swim. We used to have pick up games that lasted for hours. You could almost always count on there being someone around to get a game of HORSE or enough for a three on three game. There seemed to be only two kinds of people at the "Y" in those days. Young guys and what we thought of as old men. You never saw the old men in...