I was driving by the University of Nebraska today and saw a group of girls all dressed alike. Black print tops with short black shorts. They were all very attractive young women. I wondered what they were doing and where they were going.
Right after I saw them, I saw a group of girls almost the same combination except yellow. Some of them were carrying green pom-poms. It dawned on me that they were cheerleaders.
A little ways down were several groups of girls, all in different colored variations of the same outfit.
Cheerleaders. I will have to admit, even at my age, the name rings up pictures that go back all the way to when I was a teenager.
When I saw them, I started to call Ella and ask her to type “cheerleader” in my file for the blog. But then I realized that she would probably not be all that happy to do so.
She was not a cheerleader in high school.
Just an observation. Nobody is too old.
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