I also enjoyed that story, that child's life was not a long one, but just maybe that one memory of playing baseball, and running the bases gave him comfort.
To Lee, when I was young I played baseball almost everyday, on a field that was somewhat rocky, with one baseball that lasted for weeks, with special rules that we all came up with and lived by as the years went by. In some games you could only bat left, in others you could only hit in either one or two outfields.
Those rules were followed because we never had enough players for a full team. But when I got older, and the baseball play got so much better, I was that leftover player, who could field anything that was hit to him, but when it came to hitting, had difficulty hitting the various pitches that were thrown.
But when I did managed a hit, it was very special, like a double that won a game, and that one home run that actually cleared the
fence. I watched my favorite college football team, Nebraska let a small child run for a touchdown. That child was battling cancer, and has had a difficult life, but running with the football, with the Nebraska team with him gave him a special day.
Probably many of us know, or have watched other stories like this one, it is nice to see the American lifestyle show them more often.
