Those huge telephone poles –
with lights on top for night baseball games –
I never saw them lit up-
Games were played in late afternoon and early evening –
It was magical – Cars would line the first base line –
all the way down and then form a semi circle beneath the trees
in the outfield !
The men would stand and lean against the the chain mail fence
also running down the roadway –
They were the regulars –
This was growing up ELDRED PA.
The park – where my life circled around –
To the creek – wading in the water –
The swings and teeter totter –
The thing that went around and around – whatever you called it !
The Volleyball court –
and of course the ball diamond –
where they would continue to DRAG it year after year !
A old bed of box springs –
attached by a chain to someones truck –
around and around they would go –
circling the dirt infield –
where I swear ROCKS and PEBBLES grew !
I watched a lot of ball games there –
When I was around 5 to 7 –
My father was the Manager of what was called THE TOWN TEAM !
And – they were good – traveling to other area towns and playing –
Our main pitcher was Freddie – he actually played and pitched –
in the Little League World Series for the team that advanced !
Everyone has a Hero growing up –
Mine was my brother Roger –
seen here in the background with his friend Paul !
This would of been ’55 to ’57 –
He was ten years older than me –
I tagged him everywhere he went –
Then – he was gone – to college
He or they had a club in our basement –
I would sneak down and sit silently
watching – listening – until they found me
Later in life – he never came back – he moved on and away –
but I would always ask Mom – ” Have you heard from Roger “?
She would tell me of their conversation
or show me a letter –
The last ten or so years of his life –
we once again became close –
I cherish both those early times and the end of times.
There was the time I got a Davy Crockett coon skin hat –
complete with the tail and wore to school !
There was a bridge on South Main street –
a cement bridge with opening so you could see below
That day I placed my hat on top of the cement railing
and slid my head through the opening so I could see the water below
Now going through was a little tight but doable
Then my EARS popped out –
and I was stuck !
My arms weren’t long enough to reach through and hold my ears back!
They had to call the fire department !
that made him embarrassed
Everyone thought it funny
and later – we would laugh and laugh about it !
GROWING UP – ELDRED PA.
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