When I see the Madden 13 game display or an advertisement for it on TV, I say a prayer of gratitude for my Dad, Earl Madden. Even though John worked hard to earn everything he has achieved, I still feel that our father set things in motion by providing opportunities and possibilities (see previous blogs regarding the Daly City Red Sox).
Our Dad was the original gamer. It wasn't unusual for him to host a horseshoe tournament in the backyard, a basketball game in the side yard, and a poker game in the dining room all in the same day. The events were well attended with even the parish priests vying for victory.
So, I'm grateful for my Dad and proud of my brother. Life is good, isn't it?
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