Having a Lucky Day
My friend, Darryl, wasn't home, so I went around to the wooden side gate beside his garage and let myself into his back yard. I'd been playing catch with him in his back yard the afternoon before, and I'd ended up forgetting my baseball glove. I needed to get it, because I had baseball tryouts that afternoon for the local Kiwanis Club 13-15 year old Babe Ruth league team. I wasn't really thinking about anything much as I walked into Darryl's back yard. I just wanted to find my baseball...