Madeline Perkins
in honor of Dale.
When I was 11 years old I moved to Tucson from Utah, my step father thought it was good idea to get my energy out early Saturday mornings so he hired his friend Dale, to come over and pick up about 6am and take me to the neighborhood tennis court where Dale taught me about back hand and how to angle the tennis racket just right, he also knew right where to aim the tennis ball to have me sprinting all over the court.
He always had his dog (Josie at the time) with him and loved to create hyroglifics on different rocks and stones. Truly a loving man and a tennis pro that many knew of. Dale will be missed 🤍
