Evie is 7 years old and about to enter the 2nd grade. To play catch, she borrowed the glove Dad bought me when I was in 2nd grade. That was the year I really started playing catch, learning how to catch pop-ups and field grounders and throw ...
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Day #210
As soon as I stepped on the field, I smelled the rain and tried to remember the word that’s used to describe the distinct scent of rain in the air. My mind was blank. Three dogs greeted me convinced I was there to play with them. They were ...
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Day #209
Gandalf said, “All good stories deserve a little embellishment.”
If what Gandalf said is true, then Aaron (Day #170) drove from Jacksonville, Florida to Springfield, Missouri on his way to Nashville, Tennessee to play catch with me.
“So, ...
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Day #208
Two hours before game time, I was the only person in the stands at U. S. Ballpark.
“Are you the guy?” Logan asked.
When I laughed and answered in the affirmative, he came over and shook my hand and welcomed me. Logan was helping set up ...
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Day #207
On the way home from Field of Dreams, Dad and I found Moonlight Graham.
He welcomed us into his home and extended hospitality through a great game of catch. Throws popped loudly in the spacious shaded backyard. A pitcher in college, ...
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