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11 September 2018


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Frank Simpson

You "tell a story" better than anyone I know. If we ever do meet face to face, I'll tell you my experiences during the FIRST World Trade Center bombing.


I can't list them all right now in words, but I am thankful for this post, and for you, and my dear friends reading this. And, I am thankful to have read this before heading off today.


OK Suz since you asked here goes, I'm thankful for these 11 things in no particular order.All my family both by blood and by marriage, that first cup of coffee in the morning, good movies especially ones with Ewan McGregor or James McAvoy, great, can't put down, books, the handful of people I call my best friends,you know who you are, being English by birth, baseball, Good and Plenty, my comfortable home, my health,and last but not least, the wonderful Doctors and Nurses at Santa Rosa's Memorial Hospital who are taking such excellent care of little Miss Carolyn Lane Courtway so she may come home soon and begin the rest of her life outside the NICU.

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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

i believe