In the late 1980s, when Eric moved to Springfield from Texas, he moved into my neighborhood, only two blocks away from the house I lived in when the Royals won their first World Series. But I didn’t know him then.
On the Sunday I played ...
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Baseball
Day #329
The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going.
The wind makes splitters drop and pop-ups carry and curve.
Springfield was under a wind advisory as a cold front of ...
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Day #328
“I love the feeling of being on the mound. Getting that strikeout. And if they hit a homerun…”
Topher then told me the story of pitching to Mike Piazza’s cousin in an unofficial game.
“He was just practicing with a wood bat. We worked the ...
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Day #327
Jennifer is a Twitter friend who crafts under the name The Little Wing, inspired by the Jimi Hendrix song. Her handiwork raises money for pediatric cancer research in honor of her nephew who died from acute myeloid leukemia two years ago. ...
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Day #326
Paul wrote a short letter to his friends and toward the end of it he said, “No matter what the circumstances, give thanks.”
The words “give thanks” in Greek are one really long, odd sounding word, “eucharisteo.” And when you break apart ...
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