I have been clearing out things I have had under my bed these past years, and have come upon some mighty fine memories. My son, Gregg, is in this picture of his Oregon baseball team. (He’s third from the left.) It was taken all the way back in 1992, and it really made me pause for a second.
I happen to love baseball, to play it, that is, and I’m lucky that my son likes it so much, too. When he was little, I just took it for granted that he would enjoy it!
I am blessed.