I played soccer tonight in Fearrington south of Chapel Hill, on a nice grass field under lights. I hustled and I had fun, and when I left the field, I looked up to see the waxing crescent moon and bright Jupiter. That reminded me of the the nights in my early twenties when I played pickup soccer on the campus of the University of Hawaii at Manoa. I’d finish there, look up and see the moon and one or more planets, then walk home to the apartment I shared with my father in the Makiki neighborhood. Thirty years later, I’m still awed by celestial sites and grateful for the joy soccer gives me.



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