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We (hubby and I) would have been in Hawaii every summer for 2 weeks windsurfing/surfing. Every week-end in the spring/summer would have been spent on a beach some where windsurfing. We did that for many years until travel ball interrupted. But, you can't beat summers in Arizona (115 temp) or East Cobb or all the memories of fun families traveling across the US for tournaments.

I wouldn't change a thing as HIS baseball has brought us so close together all these years. We've made wonderful friends with the families and continue to watch all the boys play college ball.
Baseball has helped shape my son into a wonderful person that will be successful in life in what ever he does.
Well I wouldn't have been at a ball park for three hours last night, digging weeds, laying down soil, and planting grass, all so the line along our warning tracks would be nice and straight next spring....and getting the usual greeting upon arriving home,"well I wish you'd spend that much time on OUR lawn".

lafmom said it well: more money, less friends, fewer memories.

Watching our sons progress from T ball to High School to college has been 18 years of pure joy. Watching the sons of friends do the same is only a slight notch below.
God only knows.

Many here know my story but I'll tell it again. We were poor beyond poor. I could write a book on how to do without. At 9 years of age, Dad and Mom tried to make a change and leave sharecropping. Dad tried to buy a worthless piece of ground and so, I had to pull roots every day. I wanted to play baseball. My Grandpa came over and he and my Dad got into a verbal argument about me playing ball. It is the only time they ever had words. Grandpa won. From there moved into a housing project as we moved up north. Baseball was all I had. My brother and I borrowed gloves. For my 10 year old year, I used a left handed glove. Still, my brother and I did well. Then, I was cut from the baseball team as a freshman and sophomore. I wasn't a pretty boy and, in fact, was always looking for a fight. Still, making every All Star Team etc. which wasn't because of my Dad since he was working himself to death trying to give us food. I had a Coach named Roger Smith who believed in me and so, coached me and put up with me. My Dad kept his promise to my Grandpa and baseball came first. I started coaching Rec ball to give back and so, was awarded my first coaching award at the age of 16.

My Junior year, I believe my life was saved. By that time, I had been almost beaten to death by a ball bat and had been stabbed once. Mr. Dorsey, the head baseball coach, saw something in me and Mr. Yocum vouched for me to Mr. Dorsey and so, I was on the baseball team. I knew they were taking a chance on me and I would do anything for them. I kept out of trouble and I did exceedingly well in baseball. I got to play some at the collegiate level. I became a teacher and a coach. I owe everything I now have to the game and those guys.

Today, I can spout a resume that is impressive when viewed against where my life was headed. I've been blessed to be around some of the best kids in the world. In fact, I've traveled the world coahing baseball. I tell them my story and so, hope to inspire kids to do well. I talk about books and education and ... and let them know about the other world of drugs, crime, ... I consider myself the most blessed person in the world. I love the analogy about gripping a baseball when all the time it was baseball that was gripping me. Many know that I have a daughter and she is now doing well. She is getting interest from just about every level of competition for college and is now 16. She will get a large part of her college paid and, again, it goes back to my love of baseball. It has rubbed off on her.


Where would I be without baseball? I don't want to know!

Take care!
Coach Butler,

Thank you for sharing your story about what baseball has meant to you. Most of us have been joking about this subject and having some fun with it. However, it's men like you who make one realize how important this game is to someone like yourself.

It is easy for one to forget what this game can mean to someone who has nothing else to look forward too. Although I do not have such an inspiring story I can say I thank God everyday for the game. Without it I would not have known the happiness it has brought me. The game has made me a better man...no doubt about it.

Again, thank you for your story...

Coach Steve Waltrip
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CoachB25,

I've heard parts of your story before, but love reading it in this thread with a few more details filled in. It's a very moving story for anyone to read, but even more so for me, because I know you a bit and can attest to what a fine man, teacher, coach and dad you grew up to be. One of the most unselfish, hard working, and honest people I've had the privilege to meet here.

We've missed you around here and hope to hear from you more often!

Julie
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Without a doubt baseball is 100% the reason I am where I am at at this point in my life. Baseball enabled me to get a wonderful education, be on a college baseball team for two years, make some wonderful lifelong friends, teach at a great school for 10 years, move to another great school that I'm at now and everything else that is great in my life.

Without baseball I am pretty sure I would probably be a high school graduate only and working in the coal mines like the rest of my family did. And by doing that I would be getting black lung (lung cancer) which has killed many men in my family - including my own father.

I've been lucky in that I've been coaching 16 years and teacher 11 years. I do both as a way to give something back for how great baseball has been to me. I would say that I've got the better end of the deal with all the good things I got going on in my life. It's going to be a very long time before I repay that debt.

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