This might be all my fault. The snow, I mean.

This might be all my fault. The snow, I mean. I felt good about getting the regular newspapers, the Progress sections, the basketball tournament and the Spring Sports Preview all put together. Then I wanted a little break.

I’m sorry, but I hoped for snow the first week of April. I even teased a couple of coaches about it. When emailing about the Spring Sports Preview, I told a couple of them I was secretly hoping for snow.

This morning (Wednesday) I got up early to drink coffee and read the Star Tribune on my computer. The sky had cleared and the moon was out, along with a bright star next to it. Guess what was running through my head?

“The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,

Gave a lustre of midday to objects below”

(from “A Visit from St. Nicholas” by Clement Clarke Moore.)

That is not a verse I should be thinking about in April, but at least I didn’t see Santa Claus!

So, I don’t say this very often, but . . . I was wrong. I shouldn’t have hoped for snow. I’m sorry and I won’t do it again (in April).

It looks like I won’t be out taking pictures at ball games for next week’s paper either. But, when the fields are ready, I’ll be there. Unless we find a sports writer first. Do you know anyone who would like to join our team?

As long as I already made you guys mad by admitting the snow is my fault, I might as well stick my neck out on another topic—high school football in Sleepy Eye.

Here are my qualifications for expounding on this topic: I like football; I am a graduate of Sleepy Eye High School; my daughters are graduates of St. Mary’s High School; I worked at St. Mary’s in a public relations/fund raising capacity; I am proud of both schools; my daughters were members of the tennis and track teams in high school.

Let’s start with that last one. When our two schools pair for a sport, the results are uplifting. To see all the parents working together (like at track meets) and cheering together, is a wonderful thing. The kids seem to love playing together as much as they love to compete against each other.

If our two high schools could work out a plan to combine football teams, the results would be fun for the community, and in my opinion, safer for the boys who want to play.