Since August we've had over 20 inches of rain. Last Sunday, my local minor league baseball team, Bowie Baysox, didn't make the playoffs by one game... and the sky opened up and cried all over the earth.
So, with baseball finished for the year - summer is over... are we ready for what comes next?
an excerpt from "A Great and Glorious Game: Baseball Writings of A. Bartlett Giamatti"
"The Green Fields of the Mind
It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. Today, October 2, a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick streets, it stopped, and summer was gone.
Somehow, the summer seemed to slip by faster this time."
As I stood in the rain a week ago, Giamatti's words seemed so appropriate.
Tomorrow, I'll be giving myself a gift of unplugging from media and honor those who lost their lives ten years ago in a quiet manner. My prayers go to all those families who lives were forever changed with the loss of loved ones.
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