Today is special. You may think I am referring to Valentines Day, but for Buckeye Fans, it is more than just that. Today is also Woody's Birthday. He would have been 96. Woody has been gone 22 years now, and gosh, for those of us around then it seems like just yesterday. I can close my eyes and see him plain as day. There he is in the silver glasses and black hat. The fact that we still talk about him in the present, 22 years later, attests to the greatness of the man. One of my storytellers shared with me that he once called Woody on Valentines Day to wish him a happy birthday. Woody thanked him, paused a minute, and then said, "Frank, can you imagine a son-of-a-bitch like me being born on Valentines Day!"

(Authors note...I originally published this on Valentines Day but the entry got dropped so I am re posting it)