An appropriate beginning. I'm on vacation this week, not all dressed up but still nowhere to go. So here I sit rambling and muttereing.
Yesterday Texas gained the distinction of pushing Mitt Romney over the top. He now has sufficient votes to be officially called the Republican nominee so now let the mudslinging. baclkbiting and doublespeak begin in earnest. On a brighter note - a Mormon running against a half-black sitting president. Who woulda thunk.
The pic above is from my HS playing days and happens to be the only pic ever taken of me that I like) At times that field was a large parking lot in what eventually became Southland Shopping Center. If we weren't playing baseball we were digging forts in vacant fields. Several were deep enough to stand in - covered with old doors, wood - anything handy. We never gave a thought to one of our forts collapsing in on us and they never did. Basically, from about 8:30AM til 5:00 PM my friends and I were out running around playing. Except on Tuesdays when one of the local TV stations ran a horror movie. Then several of us were gathered around the TV to see somthing like The Thing, The Blob, Them, Tarantula - the list goes on and on. Movie classics all. At least to a bunch of 10-12 year olds.
We played Little League. We did not all get trophies at the end of the season. If we lost the game we felt bad - we wanted to win. Sure we knew that we wouldn't always win but we wanted to. Too many kids these days are cheated our of an important life lesson - losing sucks, and losing should spur you on to wanting to do a better job next time so you can win. Nobody wins all of the time.