Wow, you don't look 16 to me. You need to send a new picture.
Hey, bigger, but still very cute.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
June 6th, 2010 --- Happy Birthday, Skyler
Wow, you don't look 16 to me. You need to send a new picture.
Hey, bigger, but still very cute.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Wayne and I batting wasps
I can remember lots of stories about Wayne Brown playing together when we were kids.
Today I was in the pool playing with Aven, my dearest granddaughter and a few wasps were coming around to get a drink.
I remembered one time when Wayne and I were probably about ten years old and we were killing wasps that were flying through Wayne's home. We had a couple of those wooden paddles that you bounce a rubber ball on a rubber string. The paddles did not have the balls anymore. They were more like ping pong paddles.
We would run through the house chasing those wasps. Sometimes I would wait at an open door for one to fly in or out, then hit it like a ball as hard as I could. It was like batting at a curve ball.
It seems like we spend most of the day playing hit the wasps. We were not afraid of them. If we got stung, it was just more incentive to kill more. I remember counting them, but I don't know if we were counting as a score against each other or a total wasps killed, but I remember we got to 50. It was a most wonderious, murderous day.
Wayne loved baseball and he followed the Yankees like they were the most important thing around. We played like the wasps were curve balls and we were trying to catch Roger Maris to set a new home run record. That had to be 1961.
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Roger Eugene Maris (September 10, 1934 – December 14, 1985) was an American right fielder in Major League Baseball who is primarily remembered for hitting 61 home runs for the New York Yankees during the 1961 season. This broke Babe Ruth's single-season record of 60 home runs (set in 1927) and set a record that would stand for 37 years.
Today I was in the pool playing with Aven, my dearest granddaughter and a few wasps were coming around to get a drink.
I remembered one time when Wayne and I were probably about ten years old and we were killing wasps that were flying through Wayne's home. We had a couple of those wooden paddles that you bounce a rubber ball on a rubber string. The paddles did not have the balls anymore. They were more like ping pong paddles.
We would run through the house chasing those wasps. Sometimes I would wait at an open door for one to fly in or out, then hit it like a ball as hard as I could. It was like batting at a curve ball.
It seems like we spend most of the day playing hit the wasps. We were not afraid of them. If we got stung, it was just more incentive to kill more. I remember counting them, but I don't know if we were counting as a score against each other or a total wasps killed, but I remember we got to 50. It was a most wonderious, murderous day.
Wayne loved baseball and he followed the Yankees like they were the most important thing around. We played like the wasps were curve balls and we were trying to catch Roger Maris to set a new home run record. That had to be 1961.
--------Wikipedia------------------------
Roger Eugene Maris (September 10, 1934 – December 14, 1985) was an American right fielder in Major League Baseball who is primarily remembered for hitting 61 home runs for the New York Yankees during the 1961 season. This broke Babe Ruth's single-season record of 60 home runs (set in 1927) and set a record that would stand for 37 years.
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