Keen observers of the past day or so might realize that I have been a bit distracted, the number of composition goofs spiking a bit on Preludium. I've been "on the road" since Monday - first in New York for a writing committee meeting and second in Boston to celebrate birthdays (Matthew the son and mine).
First on the celebration docket - a ball game at Fenway Park.
It was perfect. Rotten weather for the first three innings, cold and rain, but the fans were out in large number and things settled down for a fine workman-like win. Not an exciting game, but fine to watch, particularly so with Matthew the biologist Phd, faculty - now - at - Harvard, son.
He made sure I had the appropriate hat for the game. I of course was thoughtfully engaged in parsing the fine points of ACC Constitutional language and was caught in a meditative pose about half way through a boring inning in which the Sox were grinding down the Twins with slow, polite and persistent ball playing.
No wonder I can't get anything done. Joy does that.
You are rendering my heart. Look down about 30 rows from where you were sitting. Just above the box seats on the 3rd base line. That is where I grew up. My dad had season tickets. He often said he did more business at Fenway then ever in his office. When he didn't have a client, my 3 sisters and I were often in tow. This is the happiest memory of my childhood.
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ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Mark and Matthew! An evangelists' gathering!
ReplyDeleteI'm pleased your team won. The Red Sox are my grandson's favorites way down here in south Louisiana.
My team? The O's. My favorite ballpark - OPCY - Oriole Park at Camden Yard.
ReplyDeleteHappy belated birthdays Mark and Matthew!