Last Friday I traveled to my home town and alma mater, North Stanly High School, for Homecoming. I’d not been back since I was graduated 25 years ago. What drew me was the visit of my old football coach, Jim Cullivan. He’s almost 84, still chews tobacco, and looks only a few years older than when he last coached us in 1977. I’d already been writing up some of my favorite “Cullivan stories” — which my oldest daughter loves to hear — when I received word that Coach was going to be in town. For what it’s worth, I’ve posted some of those old football stories here.