Fond memories, tennis lessons while growing up and a few tourneys where I kicked some major butt. At least I remember being good. What am I doing here again all out of shape and out of whack? Everything is still so clean, grass is freshly cut and wet like I remember. The store still looks the same, well stocked with tennis goods and snacks for the young ones. My gosh the restrooms/locker rooms are still intact! It’s been ten years and here I am taking my little brother to his own tourney. The kids are champs and the staff members are distantly regulating, letting them be the professionals they are on court. It’s like time has not passed at all. I know I give Arlington a bunch of poo poo sometimes, but this center is and will still be a wonderful facility. Lessons, memberships, you name it. The devil himself could try to consume this city, but he would stop at the sight of this place, pick up a racket and start playing instead.