Column: Dad, I still can’t say goodbye
Published 06/15/2011, DL-Online
I drove past the Little League field the other evening on my way to the grocery store and saw only two guys on the field, a kid on the pitcher’s mound and a catcher behind the plate, his dad. The kid was about seven or eight years old and his dad was about the age of a dad of a seven- or eight-year-old son. On the way back from the store, the kid was pitching and the dad was at the plate with a bat trying to hit his son’s fastball. I had just one thought: “Now there is a dad.” The kid probably won’t realize until years from now when he’s a dad himself what a lucky kid he was.Word count: 643
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