Posted by: didyouseethis | June 21, 2014

The Longest Day Of The Year & Omar Vizquel

The longest night of the year will now always make me think of DH and Metro and William the Coroner.  I was just sitting here thinking that it is the longest day of the year.  What memory is triggered at that thought?  Not one specific memory….just warm summer evenings, fireflies, sitting in the garden or the garage listening to the ball game.

That was then.  This is now.  There is no garden or garage to sit in, no DH to scream at first pitch swings.   The Boy and The Daughter are out on their own.   On this longest day of the year I hurried from work to be able to watch Omar Vizquel be inducted into the Indians Hall of Fame.  (One day soon….it’s going to be Cooperstown.)  There they were, Grover,  Sandy Alomar, Carlos Baerga, Kenny Lofton, Charlie Nagy….and Omar. (Wonder where Albert Belle was?)

Bless The Daughter for texting with me through the whole thing.  I was actually glad that I couldn’t be at the Jake(yes, I still think of it as the Jake)…I would have embarrassed myself blubbering through the entire thing.  The Daughter and I talk about having “the feels”….a surge of emotion…this was the feels all right.  Summers all through the 90’s.  Playoffs, The World Series…DH living and breathing Indians baseball.  The years of our family living Major League.

But…now…there is this…

The Boys

The little one who told his Mama, The Daughter, as he gave her a tissue for her “feels”,  “You’ll see your Papa again in Heaven.”  (That mistiness in your eyes…that’s the “feels”.)

Life is still good.

Mom & Amma

The Tribe lost tonight’s game to Detroit 5-4 in 10….life is still good.



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