No Ribbons

Friday, March 12, 2004 -- Drove into George West to watch Zach compete in another track meet. He seems to be getting progressively worse in the events in which he competes. This time, he didn't earn a single ribbon (of any color). I still love him though. Cathi had two fires roaring (one in the barbecue and one in the pit) when I returned home. We grilled steaks and spent the rest of the evening talking with the Husers.