Very first....

last time.....well I never say never. The events from this weekend reminded me of a book I read entitled The Very First Last Time. It is the story of Eva, a young Inuit girl, who goes mussel collecting under the sea ice, by herself, for the first time, her very last first time.

Post annual meeting, I went to my very first boxing match featuring Roy Jones Jr. (a Pensacola native). I admit I was a little apprehensive at first, wondering why grown men felt the need to hit each other, when other sports at least have some objective...ball into a goal, ball over a fence, ball over net....but that opinion did change! We were able to snap some pictures as the lights shined down brightly on the square ring and fighters, you could see the sweat sprays clearly fly off the men as they punched each other.....I am glad I got the opportunity to go, and had great seats to boot! It was a good experience all in all. Thanks!