Yes, this is me in the Cincinnati Reds Tee Shirt playing ball with my big brother on Tamarack and Hemlock Streets when I was a pup. ( This is where the Wallace Inn now sits for all of ou new to Wallace folks) This lot across the street from our house on Hemlock was a natural place to play ball. There was a street light, and when it came on we pretended that we were playing a night game.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
April-It Must Be Baseball Time
Ah yes, the long days of the dark winter are now giving way to the days of light and play. To me, April means one thing. It's baseball time. Yes, from the alleys of the grungy cities to the rocky play field , to the imaginary ballparks in our front yards, to the majesty of Yankee Stadium and Safeco Field, these most welcome words are called out " Play Ball".
Yes, this is me in the Cincinnati Reds Tee Shirt playing ball with my big brother on Tamarack and Hemlock Streets when I was a pup. ( This is where the Wallace Inn now sits for all of ou new to Wallace folks) This lot across the street from our house on Hemlock was a natural place to play ball. There was a street light, and when it came on we pretended that we were playing a night game.
Yes, this is me in the Cincinnati Reds Tee Shirt playing ball with my big brother on Tamarack and Hemlock Streets when I was a pup. ( This is where the Wallace Inn now sits for all of ou new to Wallace folks) This lot across the street from our house on Hemlock was a natural place to play ball. There was a street light, and when it came on we pretended that we were playing a night game.
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