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Articles by Jimmy Chesire :: Page 6
It was a splendid night. I was in an end-of-season, love-fest state of euphoria.
At the beginning of the evening, Edwin Harrah, 2, is running with us from right field, where we do our warm-up exercises, back onto the diamond. Well, not running exactly. Edwin’s 2. He’s a toddler. And toddlers toddle.
“I enjoyed your article,” Elijah Yelton, one of the most fantastic four year olds in the whole world, says. “You what?” I ask, stunned, not believing my ears. The boy is only four. “I enjoyed your article,” he repeats, telling me his grandfather, Charlie Bunton, read it to him. “I am sorry we were late,” […]
It’s hot, hot, hot, 100 degrees at t-ball time. And still a couple dozen children and their remarkable parents and grandparents and families show up to play!
At 4 p.m. it’s sunny, hot and humid. 98 degrees. Then the skies darken.
The colorful mosaic that is the Perry League continues to startle, astound and delight.
So many wonderful things make up this Perry League. Like Melissa Tinker, who brought her two beautiful, athletic, eager, running, hitting boys, Kian Barker, 5, and Neirin Barker, 2.
It was cold. Very cold. And two minutes after I got there, it started to rain. A misty, drizzly, coat-you-completely, icy rain.
My horoscope says, “You’ll expend more than the usual amount of effort chasing after others, trying to get them to take care of themselves and be safe, aware and smart.” I’m thinking t-ball. Perry League. It’s that time again.
Someone put a hundred dollar bill in our donation jar Friday night. A hundred dollars! It stuns and gratifies us.