Baseball!

Lincoln had his first baseball practice of the spring yesterday. Coach J.R. is in charge of the team with the unwieldy name -- Millburn Medical Imaging -- and doesn't like kids not paying attention or goofing off when they're supposed to be listening. Linc took it seriously and worked hard on throwing, fielding and catching. Proud of that boy. His grandmother remembers that I used to daydream in the outfield and pray the ball wouldn't be hit my way. I, of course, don't remember that at all and think I might have been drafted if Dad had forced me throw left-handed with the Rodman Blue Cobras. But with each new spring and each new generation, there's hope.