It sits on top my desk, but it is faced
So that the sun will not cause it to fade:
The photographs we save are like the taste
Of honey on a sharpened razor blade.
- John Wood
In the long haul of his fourth season with Ole Miss, my dear friend Randy carved out some time one late afternoon on a practice day to sit with me on the steps of the Lyceum and chat. He was excited about the team’s progress. In his first three years, they’d made a sweet sixteen and two final fours, but this was the year he believed they’d break through and bring the school he loved so dearly a championship.