probably not the kind you were expecting but I think a good one (at least to me).

Two years ago I was talking to my dad (then 83 yrs. old) about my uncle Duke (his brother and the Gator LB referenced in this thread) while driving from CLT to Raleigh.  He reminisced about his days as a young boy growing up in the depression in Jacksonville and his love and admiration for his older brother Duke.  Duke was 11 yrs. older than my father and went to UF when my dad was 6.  While Duke was down the road at UF my father said he would transfix on the UF yearbook, memorized the name of every boy that went to UF from the Jax area, all the players on the football team and the school songs. 

At this part of Dad's story, I had stopped for gas as my father continued to reminisce.  He then asked, "Do you all still sing We Are the Boys from Ole Florida?"  I said, well of course we do.  He excitingly responded, "well I memorized those words and used to sing that song to myself when I was a young boy."  He then begins to sing We are the Boys as I was pumping gas.  My tears flowed as my 83 yr. old father sang those precious lyrics not missing a single lyric. 

What makes this story so remarkable is that my father and his family moved from Jax when he was 11 to Bessemer, Alabama (suburb of BHAM).  Though deeply desiring to attend UF after high school graduation, he instead attended Univ. of Alabama on the GI bill as the family could not afford the bus fare to transport him back and forth from Bessemer to Gainesville. 

Today my 85 yr. old father remains a HUGE Bama fan.  The fact that he remembered those lyrics despite the love for his alma mater speaks not just to the great love he had for his brother, but the indelible impact and connection, We are the Boys' lyrics provides so many, even an ardent Bama fan. 

P.S. I am the oldest of four boys.  I went to UF and the three youngins' went to Alabama.  We all pull for one another except when we the Gators play the Tide.  They have been to The Swamp several times and one brother (currently employed by Univ. of South Carolina) enjoyed the ass whooping we delivered to Spurrier's Gamecocks in The Swamp last October.  I am happy to say loyalty still abounds in our household,

It's Great to be a Florida Gator!