been a lot of that since he passed. I guess that's a good thing . . . as the wheel turns. That 93 season . . . I had to call him on the phone and let him listen to the Florida game. He was stuck in Tenn with no radio. I've got a receiver out in the yard and playing the radio on my black Nissan pickup (which I still have). Young Mr. Nix doesn't seem to want to embrace the comparisons to his Daddy . . . but for the rest of us this might be one hell of a roller-coaster ride the next 4 (hopefully) years. I know it will be for me.
