What struck me watching the 1972 Dolphins make their way into the East Room of the White House was time, and how much of it had passed. The combination of age and the career they chose had slowed the gait of these men, or given it a permanent limp. For many, the hair had gone white, or simply gone.
What struck me watching the 1972 Dolphins make their way into the East Room of the White House was time, and how much of it had passed. The combination of age and the career they chose had slowed the gait of these men, or given it a permanent limp. For many, the hair had gone white, or simply gone.
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