2014 · 15. August 2014

The day my Grandaddy introduced my right hand to my left. -Sean Patrick Flanery Flanery, get the hell over here!! So, over I went. My Grandaddy was just leaving the scoring table at one of my swim meets when I was about eight years old. He put his arm around me and walked me all the way to a bench on the other side of the pool. The meet was still going on, but I was done with my last event.