Flashing Green Hats and Salted in the Shell peanuts
Sunday morning, right after church, a very good friend asked my bride if we would like to use their tickets for the UND Fighting Hawks Women’s Volleyball match. For two days I had been trying to think of something to do. I had almost suggested that we run to Grand Forks on Sunday afternoon and walk the mall for an hour or two, just for an excuse to get out of the house. This early onset of wi...