To Halifax and Back With a Dog - 48 contiguous states in 2010 travel blog

The university I most wanted to see, after all, I grew up...

Another wedding on my trip!

Eck Visitor's Center

The Book Store where I wandered the aisles for an hour

Entrance to the book store

The famed Four Horsemen

The quad in front is officially the Main Quad. However, the students...

The Basilica. Oh...and you can't step on the grass in the God...

 

Oh, I bet the sound is incredible

Everyone was respectful and were silent during the visit to the church

So I see another bride?

And lucky me...this is the one who will head to the football...

The rectangular structure is a fountain and memorial to all Notre Dame...

My mom was watching a movie in Berkeley in 1931 when they...

The bride is now at the gate...the gate is open...it's calling...calling...and that...

The field is down there. Empty. Waiting.

He gives me the go-ahead and down and through that tunnel I...

Standing on sacred ground.

Heading back to reality...would much prefer staying in the dream

The key man...yep, in both interpretations. Thanks, Mister!

The wedding party has gone to the field...the gate is again locked.

 

The seven Heisman Trophy winners from Notre Dame. Quite a record!

 

 

 

If you zoom in, you can find a yellow lab in the...

College Football Hall of Fame. A mini field...and loud speakers announcing exciting...

As I walked closer, a kid came on the field and threw...

Heisman trophy helmets

 

 

One of my favorites. My dad attended Alabama so Bryant and his...

And of course I'd find Knute Rockne here!

I don't know what Pop Warner did...but I sure know about the...

I was thrilled when I found Pappy in the Hall.

I knew 'Caz' was there and was thrilled, also, when I found...

Ha! there's that Renfro guy again!

 

Nice green helmet with an O on it.

 

Leaving the Hall, I found this guy out front playing with his...

Many, many RVs are manufactured in Elkhart...but not NuWa HitchHikers. They're built...

Pamela...note that grass growing clear to the street!

 


Wow!

Today was magic and I swear I'm getting special treatment in this life. I'm going to say my thanks tonight for sure.

The public is allowed to walk down the tunnel to the edge of the field at Notre Dame on Fridays before game day, then turn around and walk back up to real life again. Period. Of course, if you have one of the sold-out tickets, you can sit in the grandstand and watch the games on this sacred ground.

Today, I walked on the football field at Notre Dame.

I happened upon a second wedding group who were going to have their pictures taken on the field. The groom surely must have been or is a Fighting Irish player. So there I was...looking down the tunnel at the green carpet of grass that was the FIELD. I could almost smell it. The gate keeper...the one with the padlocks and big shoulders...was standing right next to me as I stared downed the tunnel. "What are the chances of letting an old lady walk down there and touch that grass?", I asked. I was used to negatives...I had already tried my luck at Augusta. But, lo and behold he said I could if I walked right down, looked and came immediately back...or he'd call the police! I swear I almost kissed him! A couple and their two sons were standing next to me and he said they could go down too. So today, big wishes came through for more than just brides!

I walked the campus, and again was lucky as the Basilica was between weddings (there were three scheduled for today!), so several of us were able to enter. It would have been a disappointment to have missed seeing the interior. It is truly magnificent and so reminiscent of cathedrals and churches in France.

From Notre Dame I drove just a couple of miles to downtown South Bend where the College Football Hall of Fame is located.

My mother went to Cal and my parents had season tickets every year for our family. So from age 6 to 13 I went to the Cal home games and became a loyal fan. After every game we (hundreds of fans) would wait at the front of the stadium and chant: Pappy...Pappy...Pappy until our coach, Pappy Waldorf, would come out on the balcony and wave to all of us. Sometimes he gave a brief speech, but mainly he just let the fans show their appreciation and how much he was revered. I thought he was the most important person in the world.

Len Casanova was a personal friend of our family from the late 1930's. He was the coach at Oregon when I attended the school and two years ago on my maiden trip in my 5th wheel, I visited Oregon and spent time in the memorial the school has created for him. The prime parking space at the Casanova Athletic Center is posted with a sign: Reserved for Len Casanova. He, however, passed away in 2002.

Both of these coaches were in the College Football Hall of Fame. That made my day.



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