Typical Tarheels

Jinni and I drove to Chapel Hill yesterday to see Carolina have their way with Wake Forest.  The game wasn’t anything to write home about but the halftime show was a real treat.  Many members of the school’s 1957 and 1982 National Championship teams were in attendance and honored with a surprisingly emotion-inducing program (especially for a Kentucky native).

Never satisfied with her view and camera angles for such events, my Jinni repositioned herself right before halftime so she could get photos and perhaps autographs from some of the honorees such as Lennie Rosenbluth, James Worthy, or perhaps Michael Jordan.  After finding her spot and getting Rosenbluth’s autograph she turned around and noticed Elizabeth and John Edwards sitting behind her.

Having met during ConvergeSouth last October, Jinni wasn’t shy about re-introducing herself to Elizabeth and her presidential-candidate husband.

When she returned to our seats, she pointed out where they were sitting just across the way with their youngest two children. Edwards.jpg

From time to time during the second half I would glance over to them curious as to how a potential first family takes in a basketball game at the Deandome.  Turns out… just like the rest of us poor slobs.

First off, people left them pretty much alone.  There was no security entourage I could detect.  They were sitting in the not-overly-expensive seats about 12 rows up on the lower level.  John was on the aisle, his wife next to him, and their two youngest spent most of their time having fun with the UNC cheerleaders who occupy the lower aisles while the game is going on.  Now and again the kids would come over and check in or ask for something, which was followed a couple of times by the blue-jean and sweatshirt-wearing former senator leaving his seat, unescorted, only to return shortly with a coke, popcorn or other concession offering.  The kids would munch… give their parents a hug… then go off and be kids again.  During most of the game, Elizabeth was on her feet cheering on her un-challenged team – especially when the UNC score reached the 100 point mark. 

Typical. Common. Real.

I don’t know what I expected nor do I know why I’m so surprised by the rank-and-file of it all, but in such a public setting, the Edwards family just struck me as being extraordinarily un-extraordinary. 

I liked that.

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  1. Posted February 11, 2007 at 4:22 pm | Permalink

    Cool Post.

  2. Joni Parrent
    Posted February 12, 2007 at 2:43 pm | Permalink

    That’s my sister! Ask her about the time she walked up to Marie Osmond in Freedom Hall and started asking her questions about her brothers….. I’ll start watching People Magazine for the photo of Jinni and the Edwards!


  3. Gene Hoggard
    Posted February 12, 2007 at 8:23 pm | Permalink

    Careful David-Edwards is a Democrat. Dad

  4. John Tapscott
    Posted February 12, 2007 at 11:04 pm | Permalink

    David: We are so gratful that Jinni is her “olde” self again and is up to her “olde tricks. I am not surprised by her by her getting close to the celebs, she has always been that way. Dad & Mom

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