Running Into an Old Flame

July 12, 1996. Macon, Georgia. It’s not often you get a chance to see the real Olympic Flame up close and personal. But with the Olympics in Atlanta in 1996, the Torch was going to make appearances throughout the South. We were still living in Georgia that summer – and we had a four-month-old kid (so it’s not like we were doing anything more exciting). 🙂

Anyway, it was a cool experience, both seeing the Olympic Flame up close, as well as the opportunities to attend several Olympic events over the 16-day run. Sure, it was disappointing to be the 9th consecutive Olympics that I failed to qualify for any of the events (now up to 15 straight, but who’s counting…). There’s always 2024, right? 🙂

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