It’s been 35 years now, yet another example of the adage, “My, how time flies.” I had no idea how prescient that homemade declaration would be.
It had an image of “The A-Team” actor Mr. I saw a banner hanging from the facade of the upper deck-one of those jobs done with an old bed sheet. On Thanksgiving Day in 1983, I took my seat in the Pontiac Silverdome and gazed around, waiting for kickoff between the Lions and the Pittsburgh Steelers.
