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« on: December 04, 2018, 11:06:50 PM »
My dad attended KSU before he quit and got married. But I grew up in a 'Cat household, no and ifs or buts. I was a die-hard purple fan from birth and saw the ugliness from a distance (nothin' like being optimistic when Stan Parrish is hired before reality sets in). My dad and I were never close, and the few games he went back to attend in the 70s he generally brought one or two of my brothers.
After I graduated from college and became a teacher, I opted to start making the long drives back to Manhattan a few times a year for games. Eventually, I got him to start attending games around 1997 (not easy, he was a true work-a-holic who believed Sundays were the day you relaxed and only worked 8 hours on your business). After a few years getting together for a few games a year, not only did our relationship improve, but he really enjoyed taking that day off (his employees noted his mood was much better at work), enough so he opted to become a season ticket holder. After I moved back to eastern Kansas 14 years ago, he and I attended almost every game together until he feel ill about 3 years ago and eventually passed.
I can say without a doubt, without Bill turning around the program, he would have never attended those games and we would have never reconciled before he died. The great games we attended were nice, but the time together is what truly mattered. For that, I will always have a soft spot for LHC Bill Snyder.