I'm off to see the Coach this morning.
He and TRQ didn't come up for Thanksgiving yesterday because he isn't doing well, so I'm headed to Provo right now to see them. They are both ever present on my mind these days.
Last Sunday in the NYT I read an election post-mortem piece that claimed the reason HRC and the Democrats lost is that Left has given in to "identity politics"--unintentionally emphasizing the things that make us different, that separate us, as opposed to the things that we as Americans have in common.
I have no idea if this is true or not, but it did make me think about the Coach and how he dealt with people. You could almost watch his special antennae come out and feel their way around an initial conversation, searching for the things he had in common with a single mother of color and the son he was recruiting. And when he found them, voila! That's what they talked about.
He did this with everybody and in retrospect, I would say it's one of the big reasons he had such a singular career. That insight was the motivation behind this piece in the Trib.
Meanwhile, I'm wishing you a happy Thanksgiving weekend. Thanks for stopping by and reading.
6 comments:
I admire people who connect like your dad does - what a great way to live.
Thinking of you and the good Coach, Ann.
Kisses, darling.
I loved this post. Happy Holidays Ann!
You come from good people :)
I am just catching up on post surgery reading and I want to mention this ability to find something to talk about with another who doesnt seem to have anything in common with you is one of the major traits of the Savior. Am I likening your dad to the Savior? Why yes I am...we all need to take a minute to understand how Christlike we really are instead of just sloughing it off.
Mazeltov sweet Ann, I love you
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