my mom still lives here and will be 82 this year. she lives alone in the house i grew up in. she is independent and i know she gets lonely. most all of the friends she and daddy had are gone. my schedule sometimes does not give me sufficient time to get back to see her as often as i need to.
coming back with my son and the team was kinda odd. occasionally when i come home i run into someone i grew up with. i was hoping to see some old friends at the park but that never happened. i love baseball. i love my family. combining the 2 is nirvana. i wish i had all my children with me. having 3 daughters around those players would not have been good. this is a great bunch of guys. putting them around my daughters is something else altogether.
anyway, it was a great series. we went 3-2.
i did get the opportunity to go to the cemetery to visit my father, brother, nephew and grandmother. my nephew died long ago as did my grandmother. my nephew was only 6 weeks old when he died. my grandmother was 83. my brother was 54 and my dad was 81. i miss my brother and my dad. my brother was every young kid’s dream of a big brother. at the time of his death from renal cell carcinoma, he was one of the managers in charge of research and design for the international space station. kinda cool for a job. his friends were astronauts. as a matter of fact at his funeral, jim buchley spoke. i forget how many shuttle missions he went on. i do know at one time he held the record for the most number of space walks and time spent spacewalking. needless to say, i have some really cool souvenirs.
of all the people in my life, i miss my dad the most. i guess that now, i am really starting to grieve his passing. i still feel some sting as i wish for just one more phone call, or one more of his “hey son” when i would see him. i can still see his face light up when i would see him. i also remember seeing him break down and cry when i would leave. just like i am doing as i recall all of this.
until next time…
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