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Jul 29th 2013

Dave, 

I will take your spot Thursday, you just have to let Sully know because I am not sure if I still have the feature apps. Sometimes he leaves them there and sometimes he doesn't.

Norm

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Posted by oldharry on Thursday, January 29, 2015 at 12:34:00 AM

 

 

The sun is out here in oldharryville MA and the temp is up to 19.

I've spent the bulk of the past two days moving snow from one place and piling it in another

The officila depth in my city is 28.8"

I cant verify that total because of the drifting. I have 48"at my front door and 16"at the back

The driveway had the same variation of depth. We had a couple of days home due to the state of emergency declaired by the Governor and the fact that the roads suck. My little side street is a total afterthought around these parts. we all have 4x4's here except for my brides óld Sonata that she won't part with until the 10 year 100,000 mile warentee runs out (May 2015)

 

The good thing about being stuck at home is the family time and the chance to interact with the neighbors.

My neighbor whom I nicknamed Wilson because of the fence between us that he often looks over and talks to me with just his nose and eyes showing over the top...he calls me toolman.

Well anyway, Wilson has a new snoblower and he had aball doing every driveway he could, I supplied the gas and the shovel for the walks and steps. We had a great time and finished it off with some beer and some laughs.

 

I will be back to work by the end of the week...as soon as they finish the road.

I read Jeff's post on Wed and he mentioned little league baseball and that got me thinking.

The best memories of my youth are baseball memories

My Dad was a manager and an umpire and the inspiration for my love of the game. At age 8, which was the youngest you could play in the small town I grew up in I join ed. I was assigned to the minor league Mets (ages 8-10). I hated anything New York but I loved my new uniform with the #7 on the back. My Dad managed a Pony league team so I only saw him at baseball when he would umpire my games. I loved baseball, played 3rd base and pitched, I wasn't afraid of the ball so I got the hot corner. Thanks to my Dad hitting fungos for hours at a time.

At age 10 I was drafted by the Yankees in the major league (ages 10-12) The coach, Mr Seabury, was feared by most of the kids as he was loud and would bench kids for talking about anything other tah the game.

He asked all the 10 yearolds where they liked to play. I told him  I played 3rd and pitched. he said that was last year, on my team you play where I put you. After a lengthy practice where we played infield, outfield, pitched and caught he told us to sit on the grass. The team was made up of 14 kids. There were 6 -12 yearolds, 5- 11 yearolds and 3 - 10 yearolds.

He said "ten yearolds on this team don't start unless some one is sick or you are better than one of my older players, playing time is up to me and me alone. If your mother asks me why you are not playing and Johnny is playing...I will assure her that you are not as good as Johnny"

He gave out starting positions and to my surprise he said, "Harrington, centerfield" I was in 7th heaven, 10 years old and I was starting on the Yankees. My uniform #...seven...that's right 7...Mickey Mantle and number 7

I started every game that season and had a blast and I even hit a homerun. The right field line ended at the rock, a huge bolder that the chainlink fence ended at. The distance to the rock, 179 feet. Left field was 208 and center 220 but right to the rock was 179.

I batted right handed but had decent opposite power because my Dad never babied my brother or I and threw fastballs at us. I got used to going with the pitch and took an out side low fastball from Herbie McNerney and drove it onto the rock. I ran the bases like it was still in play and coach Seabury yelled "Cadilac Harry, Cadilac" after i was in the dugout I asked him what he ment by Cadilac..."he said that homers don't happen every day so take it slow and smooth like your driving a Cadilac and you have something to show off"

I have many stories of these great days and I'm sure you all do too. so take a few minutes and share them below if you have the time.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to visit Lanz right next door digging his way from the storm.

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Jul 29th 2013

Dave, 

I will take your spot Thursday, you just have to let Sully know because I am not sure if I still have the feature apps. Sometimes he leaves them there and sometimes he doesn't.

Norm

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