Don't you love the sound of baseball? I do. It is summer to me, hearing a game going on, whether the little league down the street at the park, or the tv game. I don't care what team is playing, I don't care about the score..I just love to hear the crowd roar, the vendors, the announcers..the crack of the bat as it meets ball, the slap of the glove as it connects...and if I get lucky..I am at the game, watching people, eating a dog, drinking a beer, cheering, getting a sunburn..happy day..If people really knew me..they would take me out to a ballgame...any ballgame
My nephew Todd pitching,summer 2008, my mother,Alta Mae and my sister,Kim
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