Our trip to Florida continues to bring joy almost a month after our return. An old friend, Don Hoover, became a regular follower of our trip and often commented in this blog about our adventures. Thanks to that interchange, we became determined to reconnect and did so last night, at a baseball game, naturally.
I hadn’t seen Don in some 30 years, but as soon as I came in sight of the Frederick Keys’ ticket booth, I recognized my old pal just by the way he was standing there. It is amazing how the mind’s eye retains its connections.
We caught up on family and soon the memories started flowing. We laughed long and often, to the point that the other two hundred people in the stands must have wondered who the two lunatics were sitting behind the Keys’ dugout. The years fell away and not because we were traipsing down memory lane, but because we were laughing and talking as though there have been no intervening years.
As for the game, the Keys won a thrilling contest over the Winston-Salem Dash, 7-6. Perhaps I should say it was a chilling victory, because the only sound that greeted the final out was that of chattering teeth and scattered cries of “I can’t feel my feet!” as fans tried to get up and leave.
A chilly night indeed, but another warm memory to which Don and I have vowed to add to again.
If I may, I would like to add my personal comment on Safe At Home A Season in the Valley.
After reading the Forward and the Prologue, I have come to the conclusion that you have
written three books in one. Each of these sections so far, are books in them selves. I like
the simplicity of how up close and personal you relate not only to the team, but the people
in the town as well. I also like the way you bring your own family into play. I am ready to
start Chapter One, in which I feel as though will be the Third book. Thank you again for
this wonderful gift you have given me, and for the special gift God gave you.
That’s very kind, Don! Once you finish, I’m going to get you to post this glowing review on Amazon!