I was a 3rd-string quarterback, Part 1

For proof that dreams do come true—and that we should also be careful of what we wish for—I'm transported back to the 10th grade. The summer of 1995 is a sweaty, dusty blur that is forever ago yet easily recalled by Montel Jordan's "This is How We Do It." I was 15. A young woman… Continue reading I was a 3rd-string quarterback, Part 1