by James Phillips, Class of 1996
Class of 1996
Grandson of Ricky and Debbie Phillips
And Teresia and Bill Morrow
Before I was born,
I remember the roar.
The crowd cheered,
For Dogs one day.
The Tide the next.
I wanted to get out.
What was the fuss about?
Before I could walk,
I remember the roar.
I sat in the stands,
And watched the games.
I knew one day,
It would be for me.
What a sight that’ll be.
Now I can run,
I don’t hear the roar.
All I hear and see,
Is my biggest fan.
With a tear in his eye,
And camera in hand,
Daddy cheering for me.
— James Phillips