{"id":1592,"date":"2018-10-12T19:16:24","date_gmt":"2018-10-12T23:16:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/?p=1592"},"modified":"2018-11-09T09:04:07","modified_gmt":"2018-11-09T14:04:07","slug":"sixth-grade-football-and-jimmy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/2018\/10\/sixth-grade-football-and-jimmy\/","title":{"rendered":"Sixth-Grade Football and Jimmy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/scontent.fphl2-4.fna.fbcdn.net\/v\/t1.0-9\/43750664_10215584019807507_2966689114285408256_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&amp;oh=f505d0afae035133ed10feb266ffeaaa&amp;oe=5C6054E1\" alt=\"Image may contain: shoes\" width=\"118\" height=\"119\" \/>Tomorrow will be the first physical birthday I have had when I can&#8217;t call my twin brother Jimmy. Today in heaven he is far better off than I am on earth. Bittersweet. Memories hit me strangely sometimes coming out of nowhere. This week it was a sixth grade memory. During recess the guys were playing touch football. Jimmy and I were smaller than the other guys and we were the &#8220;good students&#8221; so they did not give us much credence as athletes. But we played with them. For some<span class=\"text_exposed_show\">\u00a0strange reason they decided to let Jimmy be the quarterback of one team for awhile. I went out as a receiver. We were fast although the other guys didn&#8217;t know it. We had the ball around the 20-yard line. When the ball was hiked, I took off as fast as I could. Jimmy at QB launched it as far as he could. It was a perfect pass right to me. A young lad named Larry Brown, who would later play running back at our high school, caught me from behind just before I crossed the goal line. I think Jimmy and I changed some thoughts about us on that one play &#8212; the greatest passing play of all time, if you don&#8217;t mind me saying so!<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tomorrow will be the first physical birthday I have had when I can&#8217;t call my twin brother Jimmy. Today in heaven he is far better off than I am on earth. Bittersweet. Memories hit me strangely sometimes coming out of nowhere. This week it was a sixth grade memory. During recess the guys were playing [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[17,59,26],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1592"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1592"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1592\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1597,"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1592\/revisions\/1597"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1592"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1592"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/our-hope.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1592"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}