I stopped by today to talk to you.....I knew you would be here. I put you here. Nothing has changed from the day we met until this very moment. I still wonder... I still mourn....I'm still haunted. What brought you to my mind was a sermon in church one recent Sunday. We were asked who we would most be happy to see if we were fortunate enough to make it to heaven..........
I still wonder so much about you. I hope baseball was your refuge. I wonder if you are ok. I wish you ever knew how much you affected my life and my relationships with my son and grandsons........and with the boys I umpire.
I wonder how many others are out there. I wonder if you are happy.
I never saw you again......But I do see you every year, in every young mans face. I look for you in the crowds of ballplayers that I get the privilege to protect every season. I pray for you and me.
I think of you often Kiddo........I have 3 grandsons now.......the oldest is only 8......yes, on a year or two he will be the same age as you were the last time I saw you.........
I hope life has been kinder to you......
My thoughts and prayers for you remain the same......