Monday, September 22, 2008

Boys of Summer

Home plate is a rock. No bases or even real base lines. The backstop is a tipped over wagon. Two plastic bats and a tennis ball that showed up in the front yard. A friend from down the street, and your Grampa to pitch. It was a great game. You are invited...

2 comments:

DotBlogger said...

You've always been good at making memories.
For yourself, for those you love.

Jenny Kay said...

"...and your dog to steal the ball away..."

What more could a boy ask for?