COLUMN: First Day

With the start of the school year approaching I started to rack my brain about some first day memories but there was not really anything that stood out.

I think perhaps the biggest moment I remember is how my love for the first day changed as I aged. When I was a younger kid, I could not wait to get out the door. Counting down the days till I could see my friends and catch up at recess was an exciting time. This would change abruptly once I reached junior high. Instead of counting down the days with dreams of kickball at recess I dreaded each day that passed knowing I soon would be back in sch...