Thank you! While reading this article, it made me remember the last match my son wrestled his senior year at the Kansas State Championships. He did not place, he did not win a match, he went 0 and 2 at that tournament and I cried, not because he lost but because it was the last time to get the pleasure of watching him wrestle. It meant the end of the wrestling family as we knew it to be. I also cried because it meant the beginning of a life outside of wrestling for my son. It meant that wrestling had helped him to mature and disciplined him to be a very fine young man. I will always respect what wrestling did for him and respect him for having the determination to go to practice everyday and be humble with every win and loss he experienced. Thank you again bringing back those memories.