State of the Hogs: One year later, remembering Frank Broyles

FAYETTEVILLE — A box found during a recent move included about a dozen newspaper clippings from the week that my father died. Reading some for the first time reminded me that I've got a long way to go to become a writer.

Whether it was the work of Nate Allen, Jerry Reed, or Harry King, how they constructed a sentence and the way they remembered my dad's writing, was a chilling reminder that your work is important.

The job is to communicate with the reader, make them want to return the next day for more, provide enjoyment in the story of the day.

And, without doubt, for most, the story of the day has always been the Razorbacks. And, if it wasn't, then it should have been.

My father, the late…