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Pat Conroy

 From The Prince of Tides:

My father looked older, but so did I. In his face, I saw Luke’s face. I knew he must have seen my mother’s face. My face hurt him now but neither of us could help that. We talked about sports and coaching. The long clean seasons of football, basketball and baseball that divided all the years of our lives and provided this father and son with the only language of love allowed to pass between them.

“The Braves are only four games out of first, Dad,” I said as we crossed the Savannah River.

“Niekro’s got to get hot for them to have any kind of chance at all. No one in the major leagues can touch his knuckleball when he’s got it dancing good.” Dad answered, but beneath the answer I heard the inarticulate cry, the heartbreaking cry of the father’s clumsy effort to force up all the strength of love he could summon for a child. I heard it and it was enough.

5 Responses to Pat Conroy

  1. Bob Lundegaard says:


    If you’re going to write a guy’s eulogy, better spell his name right.

    Bob Lundegaard

    • What a nice way to say that.

    • Ron Anderson says:

      Hey Perfect Bob, ever notice how the “T” & the “R” are right next to each other on the keyboard ? You ever stop and think it might just be an honest mistake made ? Maybe you should try achieving even a fraction of what Joe has before you point something like this out.

      • Cubs Fan says:

        You suggest that someone of a certain achievement level is immune from criticism by another of a presumed lesser achievement level. That’s pretty silly. I agree with you that a typo on a blog post is not a big deal, but to suggest Bob is somehow unworthy of pointing out the mistake because he’s not a famous writer is wrong.

  2. AB says:

    I seem to make friends easily with people that make mistakes, accept criticism, make corrections and then continue to move forward.

    If you can, find the eulogy that Pat Conroy gave at the funeral for his father. It resonates.

    Semper Fi.

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