Father/son: 'How 'bout those Sox?'

Posted on March 18, 2010 |

• Sports Column

By Karl Lindholm

It wasn’t until last year, when he was 97, that I told my dad to his face that I loved him.

It was an awkward declaration, and I don’t remember his response. He might have said he loved me, too. It really didn’t matter what he said: I knew he loved me. And I have no doubt he knew that I loved him, too.

Instead of saying “I love you,” we would say to each other, “How ‘bout those Red Sox?” For my dad and me, sports were the medium of our sharing.

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