I don't watch a lot of movies.
There's not really a reason. I just don't.
Part of it is because I move around so dang much that when I stop for long, I'm asleep.
But there are a few that I will sit down for again and again.
And, stay awake.
One of those movies was on tonight.
Ed has the flu so he spent a lot of time in front of the television today.
As I was passing through at one point, I stopped in my tracks when I realized which movie he was watching:
Ed coached football for over 20 years. The life depicted in the film "We Are Marshall" is authentic.
The tragedy unbelievable.
Every time I watch the movie, I have to Google.
I Google the team, the coaches, the players, the parents, the pictures.
I feel pain for the families, the community, the individuals.
But, as I scan the rankings during football seasons, and see Marshall's name, even though I did not go to school there, even though it's been 43 years since the plane crash that tore their worlds apart,
I feel pride, strength, tradition, resiliency, the human spirit, perseverance.
It's a movie that makes you ready to put one foot in front of the other tomorrow.
Rise from the ashes.