This boy was at breakfast in my hotel with his dad and grandfather. They had Final Four gear on and briefly chatted with me. But their team (Texas A&M) didn’t quite make it that far. They wanted their son/grandson to experience March Madness firsthand, regardless, for obvious reasons. Shortly after finishing my breakfast, I went back upstairs to my room to get their boy a gift — “can’t be at a Final Four game without a team,” I told them. I brought back down and gave him one of my official Loyola scarfs, which he’s proudly wearing here in the photo. I told him that since he didn’t have a team tonight, we’d welcome him to the Ramblers Army... we’ll take all the help we can get, I said. They were ecstatic. They asked for a photo, so I got one too. A waitress came over after they left to say how nice I was to do that, and a woman who’d also watched and heard me, came over and grabbed my hand with tears in her eyes to tell me that “the world needs more kindness like I showed.”
I did -- Chris Hurn, alum from 1994 (BA and BS).
Saturday, March 31st