she's too young to have known him as a football player here. eight or nine years ago, she was seven or eight. i don't know even know if she knew whose name was on the wall, but she was eating lunch with her dad and another one of our sisters at seau's restaurant when jr. walked through with a group of employees to talk about changes he wanted to see in the restaurant.

"...we need to get an artist in here to..."

i don't know the rest of what he was talking about, but my little sister said something like, "i'm an artist, i can help you."

he thought it was so funny that a eight year old girl who didn't even know who he was would volunteer to help beautify his spot that he broke off his walk-through so he could go meet my sisters and step-pops and they spent the rest of their lunch in conversation with him.