Every year, my son and I participate in our annual Father-Son Thanksgiving Football game. It's a tradition that a bunch of father's and sons started when Zach was around 8 years old. We get to the field, choose up sides, and have an informal, three-hour round-robin tournament. No real winners and losers - just fun.
Unfortunately, tragedy struck this year when one of the boys in the game, Mikey, was hit by a car and passed away from severe brain trauma. We'll miss him this year, but we decided to do something about it.
My son, Zach, designed a patch in honor...