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31 July 2008

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Meri

I'd miss my children's laugther, reading the poems they write, looking at their drawings... I'd miss looking down from the mountain tops after hours of hiking... I'd miss walking into bookstores and checking on latest editions...

Becca

The sound of wind in the trees...hearing my son's laugh...holding hands with my husband...scratching my dog's ears...hot coffee in bed...books...playing the piano...
and millions more...

Thanks for this reminder!

Meloni

Laughing!

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why the bottom of the ninth?

  • For as long as I can remember, I have always loved the game of baseball. Like life, it is a game that is measured in small moments, a single pitch, a missed sign, a sacrifice fly to right in the bottom of the ninth to score the winning run. Moments when things change, sometimes forever. The bottom of the ninth is about those moments.
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  • "People will come, Ray... They'll walk out to the bleachers, and sit in shirt-sleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game, and it'll be as if they'd dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they'll have to brush them away from their faces. The one constant through all the years has been baseball. ... It reminds us of all that once was good, and it could be again. People will most definitely come." - Field of Dreams, 1989

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