Baseball

Hello folks -

Like I said in my last note, I spent my Labor Day watching a baseball game. Whenever I do it always brings back memories of my older brother Leslie, who was lucky enough to play some minor league ball many years ago. We both grew up loving baseball, and I can remember when I was about 7, which means he would have been 11 or so, our dad took us to see a St. Louis Cardinals game. It was a lot of fun watching Stan Musial and Enos Slaughter. I believe that was the year they won the pennant, too. I even got the autograph of a young man named Creepy Crespi, who played second base, just like I did. Unfortunately, I think that was the last year he played baseball. I still have that autograph somewhere, though I haven't seen it in awhile. Like I said, when he got a little older my brother Leslie played baseball in school. We both did, he was just a bit better at it than I was. He led our high school team in batting average his junior and senior years, and after that he signed on to the Columbus team. The traveling was hard, something I certainly learned about once I became a salesman, but I know it was some of the most fun he had in his life, and I certainly had a lot of fun hearing about it. I hope you have too.

Cooper Thurlow