So it's my birthday as it is now past 12 am central time. On this date 25 years ago I was born, the red and black already coursing through my veins (mostly the red stuff though). My father nicknamed me Drexler when I was a little boy. I had all the DQ cups, glass and plastic. I still have franz bread cards. I haven't been to Oregon this millennium, but the vision of the Rose Garden flame is still fresh in my mind. My mother is making me a Blazers themed quilt for my birthday.
I have a few passions, but those that burn brightest are for my Wife and Family, Education, the Law and my Country, and the Portland Trail Blazers. When I blow out my candles later today, I will no doubt think about wishing for world peace or some such, but in the end, when I close my eyes and exhale, I'll be wishing for a successful and injury free season for my beloved team.
Rip City Baby! Red Hot and Rollin' since 1984.