The sky is a typical Texas blue, the one photographers hate. It’s a brilliant robin’s egg blue and not a cloud to be seen. The unrelenting sun bakes us where we stand. We are lined up, two lines facing each other. We could be kids playing Red Rover. We laugh and joke between ourselves, playfully taunting the other line.
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If you're interested I updated with a link to a recent video taken at practice.
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I've not done either for many years. I claim I'm too old, but that's really just an excuse.
You're clearly having a lot of fun with this :)
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I don't think anybody is too old. Lynn goes and he's 52, there's another gentleman we call Greybeard, close to the same age. Find a local group and give it a shot. :)
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