I lost my job today and ducked into Sammy’s Bar and Tavern. I saw a news report this morning that said it’s the highest unemployment rate since 1980-something, and then another that said the 70s. In Sammy’s though, people ate burgers on Texas Toast and watched the Cubs game. Summers in the midwest give people [...]
Posts Tagged ‘baseball’
Memory and Baseball
Posted in my life, tagged baseball, brother, ee cummings, forgetting, home town, loss, memory, park, photographs, space suits, toxic waste on July 13, 2009 | 1 Comment »
love is more thicker than forget.
– ee cummings
There is a park in my hometown that was built on a toxic waste dump. I played baseball there and remember warm evening sun and tanned faces, the feeling of the ball in my glove as I grabbed it from the sky, and the nervous excitement that [...]
Wild geese and scraped knees.
Posted in short shorts, tagged baseball, flower, summer, wild geese on May 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I used to have an old man as a neighbor who would tell us a story about wild geese flying over a lake. He told us every summer back when the only thing you had to worry about was breaking in your baseball glove and the only pain around were bee stings and scraped [...]
I had heard about hawaii.
Posted in favorites, short shorts, tagged baseball, childhood, hawaii, pineapple, sisters on January 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“Did you hear about Hawaii?” my father says.
“What about Hawaii?” I say. I heard all about it last week, but tango on they say.
“Your sisters are taking your old man on a trip!”
“Oh yeah? You’re going to Hawaii with Caroline and Margaret?” They live in New York. Even I admit that it will be nice [...]
