Back when VKid1 was 4 and VKid2 was just a few months old we attended church at 8AM on Sundays, followed by Sunday School. I was usually in a haze of sleep-deprivation, having been up much of the night with the baby. Because of this, I really don't recall much of what happened in that church.
I do recall, though, one Sunday morning when we were trying to corrall the kids into coats. The high school youth had apparently had something going on that involved helium balloons, because one of the guys -- Ben Roethlisberger -- was standing there in the entrance with a balloon in his hand. He saw VKid1 standing there, and said, "Would you like this balloon?" She was delighted, of course. I was delighted, too, because I think anyone who does something nice for my kids is a wonderful human being.
Other than that, Ben Roethlisberger was barely a blip on my personal radar screen. His parents were nice, his sister was sweet, but he was some high school senior who played football, a sport I really have no interest in whatsoever.
These days I pay attention (some) to the football games in which he plays. Mostly because I like his parents, and because he did something nice for one of my kids.
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