Orange and Ornery
My dad and I did not always agree on a lot of things. Like..when I could date, why real flowers were a necessity at my wedding, or whom to vote for during basically any election. BUT, we could always agree that anyone looked good in orange - the orange of Oklahoma State University, that is. OSU has always been a huge part of our family. Dad graduated from there, Mom went there for 2 years, both of my uncles were there at some point, some of Dad’s cousins graduated from there…and the thing that pleased Dad the most? My brother and I are both OSU alums.
If the date at the bottom of the picture didn’t give my graduation year away, the big camera Dad is holding would!
Dad passed on the passion and perseverance that is only known by us Cowboy fans. Being a Cowboy fan in the state of Oklahoma takes a lot of dedication …and hope. That is why our second favorite college team will always be whoever is playing OU. Because if OSU looses a game, the weekend could always be redeemed if OU got beat as well! I know, I have serious issues. Some might call it an issue-of-which-I-should-talk-to-God-about…but I just call it loyalty. Plus I can’t stand that stupid Boomer Sooner song!
(sorry to all of my Sooner friends).
Tonight is Bedlam Basketball. If Dad were here, we’d be calling each other before the game, at half time, and after the game. Right now, we’d be secretly asking each other “So do you think we can do it? Can we win?” Though we’d never let anyone else know that we ever wavered in our belief that we can! So in honor of Dad tonight…








