- Joined
- Mar 20, 2005
- Location
- Hendersonville, NC
Let's step back to 1973. My dad told me this story as a lesson...
My dad took my older brother, 6 years old at the time, to the Atlanta Falcons training camp in Suwanee as they were both big football fans. After each day's workout, you could go down on the field and meet the players and get autographs. While dad and a black player are chatting on the field, my brother keep interrupting them. After a few times, my dad says "yes son, what is it?" My brother, looking at the ground says "Daddy, look at the big shoes on that "neighbor".
My dad, who stood 6'2" and went around 225 wasn't a small man.
He began rasiing his head back up and noticed the 6'7" 300+ pound Falcons lineman wasn't too thrilled with lil' Treadway's choice of words.
Off to the car they scurried never to return to the camp again
My dad took my older brother, 6 years old at the time, to the Atlanta Falcons training camp in Suwanee as they were both big football fans. After each day's workout, you could go down on the field and meet the players and get autographs. While dad and a black player are chatting on the field, my brother keep interrupting them. After a few times, my dad says "yes son, what is it?" My brother, looking at the ground says "Daddy, look at the big shoes on that "neighbor".
My dad, who stood 6'2" and went around 225 wasn't a small man.
He began rasiing his head back up and noticed the 6'7" 300+ pound Falcons lineman wasn't too thrilled with lil' Treadway's choice of words.
Off to the car they scurried never to return to the camp again
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