The last senior guy of the calender year 2013 was right up my alley...
The
#23 jersey... the Jumpman tattoo, the Bulls flatbills... the Nike Air
kicks... could there be any doubt this guy's name was Jordan?
Sure
enough it was... Jordan Dolash, to be exact. Toss in some Bears gear
and I had little problem striking up some convos with a guy whose
favorite city just happened to be the only major metropolitan city I'd
visited more than once or twice myself.
The Stewart Family happens to be big fans of the Windy City... and it was clear from the git-go that Mr. Dolash was as well.
Given
his name by his father during the height of Michael Jordan's reign with
the Chicago Bulls, our BCLUW senior was born in March of 1996... just
months prior to His Airness collecting the fifth of six NBA
Championships. Not hard to imagine that a dad would want his boy named
after such a epic winner.
So it wasn't a surprise when Jordan
told me of his trademark Jumpman tattoo on the right side of his ribcage
that he wanted highlighted. Anyone that knows me knows that making
collages that involve anything sports related it right in my wheelhouse,
so Jordan and his mother Jessica and I went to work making it all
happen.
Add in some other sport interest of Comet golf and even
some passion for hunting... and I had plenty of directions that needed
covered.
We found a couple wooded areas that still looked
acceptable, and rounded up my golf clubs from my daughter's boyfriend
(who had borrowed them and not surprisingly forgotten to return them)
and the fringe sports were taken care of. But in the end, it was the
odes to the Bulls, MJ and the Bears that were really important to
Jordan.
On the way in the door I think Jordan would the first to
admit that his mom was the more excited of our two guests. But it
didn't take long for Mr. Dolash to close the gap on his mom... and I'm
not so sure he may not have passed her by the end of the session.
There
was nearly a three week gap until we would see another senior (who
would end up being our last of 2013), so when you're at the culmination
of five months of craziness, you end up having your patience tested more
than anyone else on the docket.
I promised Jordan and his mom
before he left that while the wait would be long, I would make sure that
it would be worth it. As we have Christmas on our doorstep now, I
certainly hope they feel this early present is just that... worth the
wait.
Sunday, December 22, 2013
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