It must have been hard for my father to dash my eight-year-old dreams, his voice quivery as he assured me that I would not grow up to play second base for the Yankees. He replaced (or tried) my bat and glove with a tennis racquet, and we set out together to hit another kind of ball. But I still have my glove just in case. I'm a baseball fan.
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From French philosopher and activist Simone Weil’s Gravity and Grace, published posthumously in 1947: “…Real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring…. Real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating.”
cloudy or sunny / in or out of the money / come rain or come shine