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"Who's on First" was Abbott and Costello's most famous comedy routine.

"Who's on First?" was Abbott and Costello's most famous comedy routine.

Who's On First

Coaching Little League was Dad’s greatest joy
My brother Artie always got a hit
Proud Pop would smile and say, “That’s my boy!”
I would cheer too, but then my brow would knit

It seemed unfair that I could not partake
In a sport that consumed much of Dad’s time
“Put me in, coach, a home run I can make!”
But I felt left out of the national pastime

Times had changed when Artie’s daughters were raised
Annette could pitch and Diane played left field
Their success made Artie feeling amazed
For their sports talent had another yield

College scholarships quickly came their way
It wasn’t their school grades that drew acclaim
Honors came for the way they’d learned to play
Girls finally took their place in the game

Soon our whole clan was playing together
At family parties and on holidays
This summer sport’s played through winter weather
In photos you’ll find me smiling at first base



*February 25, 2017
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Austin Avatar
March 6, 2017 at 2:01 PM
Fun for the whole famdamly. Love, Dave
Ball Avatar
March 3, 2017 at 3:55 AM
Great story Carolyn and wonderful memories. It's great how things that were once denied a "lady" are now open for females to not only attend but partake in. Great stuff. God Bless, JB
Smith Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 11:42 AM
You could of played for my team any day...great poem of family coming together.
Robinson Jr. Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 11:58 PM
Pure poetry that bespeaks of equality, Carolyn. Top notch honesty. I daughter played high school basketball. I loved that movie "A League of Their Own," and the theme song, "This Used to be My Playground," by Madonna. Wonderful poem, dear. Get a base hit for me next time willya. Love and hugs to you.
Roper Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 8:39 PM
Great poem, Carolyn, I too have a grandson that has gotten his scholarship through baseball.. and a son that taught him everything he knows... Love both Hugs Eve
Dietrich Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 7:42 PM
CArolyn, you are gonna win for sure with THIS one. Probably about the funnest one I have read yet in this contest. Your love for the game was shining in it. DANG. I just saw that the contest had not gotten locked and closed out after all. WHAT the heck is going on???
Turner Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 7:35 PM
Fabulous write, Mrs Carolyn. Are you a lefty? Fun stuff:)
Bauer Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 6:23 PM
hey carolyn - at least you finally got to play! too bad you didn't when you were a girl. your poem is wonderful...
Allison Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 3:57 PM
I remember that script so vividly Carolyn and love your descriptive poem - the thought of the family bonding together over this game:-) hugs Jan xx
May Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 3:38 PM
Now I know who's on first.. It's always good to catch a smile...lovely write Carolyn
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 3:33 PM
Things have changed so much for women over the years. In 1969 I wanted to be hired as a pilot, but there were no female pilots, so I settled for being a stewardess. It turned out to be the best outcome because I was always very active and would've gone crazy in the cockpit sitting for hours. I love how you express your love for the game and that women are now accepted in most sports and jobs. A wonderful poem Carolyn! : ) 7
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