Monthly Archives: April 2020

Filet of Brick

Last week’s question was “What is a bucket of Baseballs worth?” To me, those buckets brought a group of strangers together for lasting friendships. ‘Sunday Hitters’ is a real group, and they have been hitting a bucket of baseballs most … Continue reading

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What is a bucket of baseballs really worth?

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Life’s Summary

I have seen the most gorgeous sunrises. I have heard more than one rushing brook’s waterfall. I have smelled Spring’s orange blossoms. I have felt the smooth keys of an instrument. I have woken to the sound of reveille. I … Continue reading

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Sunday Hitters

Great! A bucket of almost new baseballs, we can see those. The contrast to our group of guys is striking. None of us could be considered new. Some of the new guys are in their sixties…easy to spot – since … Continue reading

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What are Feelings?

What are Feelings? You’re so much nicer than the store clerks who I heard whispering, ‘I can’t understand why anyone would want Teddy Bears, they don’t have feelings.’ What are feelings? I noticed your eyes sparkling when you pointed at … Continue reading

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Lessons…

What did we know back then? We were just kids. As I look at this site today, I wish I had been more vocal about my fears that night. It was dark, and we had only been there once before. … Continue reading

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STRANGErs

“NO, this isn’t my Halloween costume…this is what I always look like…what is your excuse?” “I think you’re cute.” “You must be blind.” “Mostly during the daytime. I haven’t seen you here before, where’s home?” “About two miles into the … Continue reading

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