Thompson co-authored Rhythms of the Game, along with Bernie Williams, among other books. I met him once, fittingly at Village Bookstore, and we spoke about, yes, books.
He pens the emotional blog This Guy Said.
He muses:
It was strange at first…returning to the town of my childhood, with my children in tow. Within months, the memories of my childhood were painted over. My daughter’s summer camp was at my elementary school. Ironically, her group met in the same room where Mrs. Scova, my Kindergarten teacher, had her class. Berger’s Hardware Store, where I’d go with my Dad on Saturday mornings, became a favorite place for my kids. And as I prepare to leave in a few months, the strongest memories of my childhood are no longer of my childhood, but of my children’s childhood. Sledding down the hill at Hawthorne Elementary School as a kid is now a memory of my two children sledding down that same hill. Whatever nostaglia I had about my childhood was erased when I moved back here with my kids. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. And I’ll take these ‘new memories over the old’ with me…and I feel good about that.