Cutting Through The Crap

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Saturday's Child


Recently, I played catch with my brother-in-law. First time in a very long time. Dug out the old glove, held that perfect white ball in my hand, spun it around to the seams, tossed it back and forth for a while. Relishing the snap of leather, the familiar sting, thinking of chasing down the ball when I threw it past my dad. This time, my aim was better, and it felt really good.

Made me remember doing the same with my son at the park by our house, many years ago.

Made me want to do it with him again.

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