
Coach Bacote. He was my High school football coach back in the early eighties. I think of coach pretty much every Labor Day. I remember having football practice every year on this holiday. Someone would always ask "Coach, are we off on Labor Day?" Coach would ask: "What does labor mean, son?" We always practiced and we always had a cookout afterwards served by the cheerleaders. I'll write more about Coach Bacote later.
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