As the calendar pages flipped through February, March, April, and May of 2012, I actually did manage to forget about Gordon for a time. Then NBC started playing the commercials for the London Olympics nonstop. I wondered if he’d made the team. A few key punches on Google Search told me he did not.
“Oh.” It was like a punch in the gut. I felt somewhat responsible. “That’s silly, right?” I asked my dad.
“At least go down on the next one…just in case.”
I should have known better than to confide in him.
We watched the Games as a family most nights, the three of us Walsh men. Don IV revealed he was going to be a father again during the gymnastics coverage.