June 24, 2008

I'm Diggin' This

Thirty summers ago I was a catcher. Little League baseball in Bartlesville. I wore number 5 because I loved Johnny Bench (another catcher who hailed from Oklahoma) and the Cincinnati Reds. Our little squad won the city championship. I even made the All-Star team.

My parents always came to the games. Here's a picture of my dad and my grandmother sitting in the bleachers right behind home plate. Whenever I would dig a low pitch out of the dirt, my dad would say, "Way to dig, way to dig." Hearing his voice was very reassuring.

Fast forward 30 years, and my friend Randy Willingham finds out I'm a Reds fan. Look what he procures for me.