Filed under: Personal History
This afternoon was spent keeping score for the Jr. American Legion Team in town. As I watched these young boys play today, I was reminded of the many years that Baseball was an important activity in our life. My youngest son could not wait until he could had finished kindergarten, and he could play T-Ball. This was for a very small town’s rec team.
Ryan had a strong arm from a very young age. He was 6 years younger than his brother. We would go watch the practice and games. One afternoon as Ryan (he was about 5) and I sat watching the practice, a ball was hit over the backstop, Ryan quickly retrieved the ball, climbed up several levels of the bleachers and threw the ball over the backstop. The ball almost went to 2nd basebase. The coach turned around and asked ” Who threw that ball?” He was amazed. It had gone further than many of the balls the boys on the field were throwing.
So it was no surprise that the summer after kindergarten, he wanted to sign up for T-Ball. This was the beginning of an wonderful and exhausting journey for the next 16 years. He played T-Ball, coach pitched, was chosen to play on a traveling team, they played Hap DuMont, Babe Ruth and High School Baseball, American Legion Ball and for Brown Mackie College for 2 years. He finally got the opportunity to travel with a team that traveled overseas to Holland, then was invited to help out, and spent 6 months in Holland, playing ball and seeing the sites.
As I watched the game, I was reminded of so many memories of those days. I need to sit down, and get started writing down those memories,and adding pictures to what I have. I have pictures, and clippings for some of the later years. But not matter where life takes him, he will always have the memories of a lots of travel and experiences.
This is just one of the many projects I want to work on.
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