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A Young Lad's First Ball Game

In the summer of my youth, on a fair day so grand, my dear old dad took me out to the ball park. Smelling the fragence of the freshly cut grass, was a moment never to forget. The crack of the bat sounds echoing around the ball park is so near my heart, to this very day. Sitting in the warm sun, watching the slow drifting clouds passing over the stadium. A perfect day for baseball, could not ask for better conditions. Red Sox defeated Yankees on this grand day in 1922, when Fenway was still new. Dad and I left, went to corner drug for a coke, what a day, will never forget my first baseball game to see with dear old dad. wrote 9-26-08 NOTE ABOUT SOME YOUNG BOY, IN ANYWHERE USA, WHO SAW FIRST BASEBALL GAME WITH HIS DAD IN 1922.

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Date: 9/30/2008 4:35:00 PM
beautiful memories for you and your dad, dads are special people my dad was never in my life, great tribut to your dad, take care D-nyce
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Date: 9/28/2008 12:31:00 PM
This flows very well and will undoubtedly bring back memory to many. I like how it impacts the senses. The freshly fragrance grass, the crack of the bat, and the taste of the coke are all right on point. Great job! ~Joseph
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Date: 9/28/2008 12:01:00 AM
Such events live in memory's chasm for ever James.Different ball game over here though>rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 9/27/2008 2:08:00 PM
Your writing speaks for itself ... its wonderful ... no need to add the note at the end and also I think in the 2nd stanza you've left a word out ... "Smelling the ..... " I used to love going to Candlestick to watch the Giants with my Dad who passed away this last year at 93 !! Thanks so much for this one, James.
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Date: 9/27/2008 11:40:00 AM
Hi James - this is a wonderful write - you do need to go back to the second stanza for I believe a word was left out - Possibly scent is the word - Always love your poetry James - God Bless
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