Return to the Old School
Old Missouri, fair Missouri,
Dear old varsity,
Our are hearts that fondly love thee,
Here's a health to thee.
The Blue Suit family packed up and hopped on a plane to Missouri for homecoming at Mizzou. No, not that plane. More like this plane. Blue Suit Little Guy enjoyed the flight out. Boarding the plane, the flight attendant asked if he wanted to talk to the pilots. Blue Suit Little Guy said “Yes,” then peeked into the cockpit. The pilots asked him his name and how old he was. Almost immediately after answering those questions, Blue Suit Little Guy proceeded to tell the pilots how the control stick makes the plane go up and down. One of the pilots looked at me and said, “I don’t want to disappoint him, but we don’t have a control stick like a fighter jet. We only have a yoke.” I said, “Don’t worry. I have plenty of friends who fly bombers, tankers and airlifters who don’t use a control stick.” (Note to self: OK, so the B-1, B-2 and C-17 do have sticks instead of yokes). Blue Suit Little Guy then said “Bye” and we headed to our seats.
Blue Suit Baby Girl, on the other hand, thought we had entered a level of Dante’s Inferno when she entered the door of the plane. We arrived at KCI none too soon for her. All she wanted was a nap, but it was too much to ask for a girl who doesn’t like to sleep unless in a crib. (Ed: Note to Boeing and Airbus - put a crib in the seats, OK?)
We enjoyed our time in KC and got to see several friends including Scader and JD. I always feel like the time is too short when I see them. We also made a visit to the Great-grandparents, who enjoying seeing the little ones. Then we hopped in the cars and headed to Mizzou.
Friday night was the The Rock reunion at Mizzou. Back in our day, The Rock was first known as University Bible Studies (UBS) and then Tiger Christian Life (TCL). The Drages are still there, but several of the old hands are leaving to start a church in Los Angeles. Ed, Beth, Cannon, Korrin, Brian, Ryan, Rachel, Rebecca, Jason G. and Christina were all present. Since Cannon is a Marine (not active but once a Marine, always a Marine), we chatted about the new Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff who is the first Marine to serve in that post.
The Blue Suit family packed up and hopped on a plane to Missouri for homecoming at Mizzou. No, not that plane. More like this plane. Blue Suit Little Guy enjoyed the flight out. Boarding the plane, the flight attendant asked if he wanted to talk to the pilots. Blue Suit Little Guy said “Yes,” then peeked into the cockpit. The pilots asked him his name and how old he was. Almost immediately after answering those questions, Blue Suit Little Guy proceeded to tell the pilots how the control stick makes the plane go up and down. One of the pilots looked at me and said, “I don’t want to disappoint him, but we don’t have a control stick like a fighter jet. We only have a yoke.” I said, “Don’t worry. I have plenty of friends who fly bombers, tankers and airlifters who don’t use a control stick.” (Note to self: OK, so the B-1, B-2 and C-17 do have sticks instead of yokes). Blue Suit Little Guy then said “Bye” and we headed to our seats.
Blue Suit Baby Girl, on the other hand, thought we had entered a level of Dante’s Inferno when she entered the door of the plane. We arrived at KCI none too soon for her. All she wanted was a nap, but it was too much to ask for a girl who doesn’t like to sleep unless in a crib. (Ed: Note to Boeing and Airbus - put a crib in the seats, OK?)
We enjoyed our time in KC and got to see several friends including Scader and JD. I always feel like the time is too short when I see them. We also made a visit to the Great-grandparents, who enjoying seeing the little ones. Then we hopped in the cars and headed to Mizzou.
Friday night was the The Rock reunion at Mizzou. Back in our day, The Rock was first known as University Bible Studies (UBS) and then Tiger Christian Life (TCL). The Drages are still there, but several of the old hands are leaving to start a church in Los Angeles. Ed, Beth, Cannon, Korrin, Brian, Ryan, Rachel, Rebecca, Jason G. and Christina were all present. Since Cannon is a Marine (not active but once a Marine, always a Marine), we chatted about the new Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff who is the first Marine to serve in that post.
Saturday started with a BBQ at the AFROTC Detachment. I was pleasantly surprised to see so many of my classmates there given the current rate of deployments. After the BBQ, it was time to watch the Mizzou-Iowa State game. It was Little Guy and Baby Girl's first live football game. The first 10 minutes of the game was pure excitement as Mizzou's defense scored 14 points. Then it was 3.5 quarters of terrible play by Missouri resulting in 24-14 Iowa State. We left in disgust with 7 minutes left to go see Cannon and Korrin. Upon arriving, we were stunned to find that Mizzou had tied the game and forced overtime. Mizzou won in OT. Although it was a shame to miss the finish, I don't think Blue Suit Baby Girl would have taken much more.
Sunday brought us to Pebble Creek Assembly of God where the kids stole the show, as usual.
On Monday, we hopped on the plane again and flew home. The kids missed Grammy and Pop-Pop but they were glad to get home.
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