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SaintPauly · 01-10-2007, 08:44 PM

My grandfather, who grew up in Pascagoula, MS, was a Vikings fan up until 67-68, when the Saints came into existance. At that point he became a Saints fan, because they were part of the community. Hell of a community, because Pascagoula is about two hours away from New Orleans. Now the fan base stretches all the way from Mobile to Houston, and upward to Tupelo, MS. That's a very large community. : )

In 69, after Camille hit, my family moved to Philadelphia, MS, and started a new life there. The first Saints game I ever watched was with my grandfather, was around 76. He loved Hank Stram, and had high hopes with a Superbowl winning coach coming in. That was around the same time I became a fan, because of good ol' number 8. That was in 76-77. He and I watched the games every Sunday together. It's a great memory for me.

My grandfather passed away in 89, right at the beginning of the Mora era. I know he's somewhere up there, loving what he's seeing this season. I just wish he could have been here to enjoy it with me.

With that, I guess you could say that I was "grandfathered" in to being a Saints fan. An old trucker term. I'm with Deuce on this one. If you are a fan, you gotta stay that way. Through thick and thin, through fair, and stormy weather. It's almost like Katrina washed away the bad luck Camille brought with her. It's a weird world we live in.

01-10-2007, 08:44 PM	#1
SaintPauly Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: Gulfport, MS Posts: 3,180 Blog Entries: 1	RE: I am not young but i am new. My grandfather, who grew up in Pascagoula, MS, was a Vikings fan up until 67-68, when the Saints came into existance. At that point he became a Saints fan, because they were part of the community. Hell of a community, because Pascagoula is about two hours away from New Orleans. Now the fan base stretches all the way from Mobile to Houston, and upward to Tupelo, MS. That's a very large community. : ) In 69, after Camille hit, my family moved to Philadelphia, MS, and started a new life there. The first Saints game I ever watched was with my grandfather, was around 76. He loved Hank Stram, and had high hopes with a Superbowl winning coach coming in. That was around the same time I became a fan, because of good ol' number 8. That was in 76-77. He and I watched the games every Sunday together. It's a great memory for me. My grandfather passed away in 89, right at the beginning of the Mora era. I know he's somewhere up there, loving what he's seeing this season. I just wish he could have been here to enjoy it with me. With that, I guess you could say that I was "grandfathered" in to being a Saints fan. An old trucker term. I'm with Deuce on this one. If you are a fan, you gotta stay that way. Through thick and thin, through fair, and stormy weather. It's almost like Katrina washed away the bad luck Camille brought with her. It's a weird world we live in.