I'm sitting here watching the Colorado Rockies play the Los Angeles Dodgers. I know most people don't enjoy watching baseball, but I do. I've been a baseball fan as long as I can remember, and since I used to live in southern California, I was a big time Dodger fan. I will probably always have a fondness for them even though I've been a Rockies fan since the team was started here in Colorado in 1993.
As I watch the game tonight, I can't stop the flood of memories of time spent at Dodger stadium. Here are a few I thought I should record for purely personal reasons.
=> Garvey, Lopes, Russel & Cey. Those were the golden years.
=> Dodger Dogs. Couldn't leave the stadium without having one.
=> Attending so many games with our two best friends, Don and Craig.
=> We usually sat in the cheaper seats - all the way down at the end of either the first or third base line. But I don't think I ever sat in the outfield.
=> One time we were given seats directly behind home plate in the section that was like a dugout (the stadium is different now). They weren't good seats to watch the game but this area was reserved for VIPs and we felt pretty special sitting down there. You could hear everything said from that area of the field.
=> At one game, we were sitting down the third base line in home run territory. A winning home run was hit a row or two in front of us and a picture in the following day's edition of the local paper showed the section where the ball was hit - and there we are, standing and cheering.
=> There are certain plays and players I can still remember. Fernando Valenzuela, Steve Sax, Tom Niedenfuer, Orel Hershiser, Kirk Gibson, to name just a few.
I love the atmosphere at a ball game. I have this silly dream of some day working at the Rockies' stadium as an usher. You know, one of those people who just stand at the top of an aisle and direct people to their seat. If I had that job, I would be in a place I love and get to watch all the games. The only drawback is that the games are during the summer and it would tie me down and keep me from traveling during the summer. But who knows, maybe some day.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
corny but true
"There's an element of truth in every idea that lasts long enough to be called corny." ~Irving Berlin
The younger we are, the more likely we are to dismiss the past as being old-fashioned and irrelevant. The older we are, the more likely we are to see wisdom and virtue in "the good old days."
We can't always predict, in our youth, which ideas will prove to have the most-lasting merit. On the other hnd, as the years pass, we may begin to overvalue some ideas simply because they remind us of when we are younger. The challenge is not reject ideas simply because they seem corny or to embrace ideas simply because they are nostalgic.
Which ideas from my youth are still good today? And which should I let go of?
taken from The Daily Book of Positive Quotations by Linda Picone
The younger we are, the more likely we are to dismiss the past as being old-fashioned and irrelevant. The older we are, the more likely we are to see wisdom and virtue in "the good old days."
We can't always predict, in our youth, which ideas will prove to have the most-lasting merit. On the other hnd, as the years pass, we may begin to overvalue some ideas simply because they remind us of when we are younger. The challenge is not reject ideas simply because they seem corny or to embrace ideas simply because they are nostalgic.
Which ideas from my youth are still good today? And which should I let go of?
taken from The Daily Book of Positive Quotations by Linda Picone
Thursday, June 25, 2009
what a day!
June 25, 2009
a day of joy, and sorrow.
We celebrated Jake's 19th birthday today. Wow! It's hard to believe that my baby boy is 19 years old. Wasn't it just yesterday that I was holding his hand as we crossed the street? I guess not. It just seems like it. It's been nineteen years of amazing memories and watching him grow up to be the wonderful young man he is. Happy Birthday Jake.
But, in the future, when I think of this date, it probably won't be Jake's 19th birthday that I think about. It will be the two celebrities that passed away today. Farrah Faucet and Michael Jackson.
Many are mourning the death of these two iconic figures, but many others could care less. I understand this. This group would include those who don't follow the lives of celebrities, or are not interested in the music industry, or are just too young to appreciate who these two people were and what they contributed to their respective industries.
It's not that I'm some big follower of celebrities or a personal fan of either one that has me mourning each death. It's the fact that each one was a part of my early years, and because of that, they have impacted my life.
Farrah Faucet became part of my world when she played one of Charlie's Angels on the popular TV show in 1976. I was a teenager and watched the show religiously. It was a time when women's roles on TV were changing from the Harriet Nelson and Carol Brady types to more of the young, modern characters; roles I could relate to. Farrah Faucet was young, beautiful, brave and funny. Young (and old) men weren't the only ones that admired her. Young women just had a different reason to.
I remember seeing Michael Jackson performing with his older brothers, as the group The Jackson 5, when I was quite young. He was just a boy, a boy the same age as I was since he was only a year older than me. They would occasionally perform on the Andy Williams show, or some other variety show that my parents used to watch. I watched him grow up and become an amazing musician and entertainer. I had some of his music and played it and danced to it at parties and get-togethers. Yes, his life was marred by controversy, but no one can deny the talent he had and how much he contributed to popular music. He was, and will always be, the king of pop(ular).
Both Farrah and Michael were rare individuals, bigger than life, who changed their world and the world around them. I join thousands of other mourners because that world included me.
a day of joy, and sorrow.
We celebrated Jake's 19th birthday today. Wow! It's hard to believe that my baby boy is 19 years old. Wasn't it just yesterday that I was holding his hand as we crossed the street? I guess not. It just seems like it. It's been nineteen years of amazing memories and watching him grow up to be the wonderful young man he is. Happy Birthday Jake.
But, in the future, when I think of this date, it probably won't be Jake's 19th birthday that I think about. It will be the two celebrities that passed away today. Farrah Faucet and Michael Jackson.
Many are mourning the death of these two iconic figures, but many others could care less. I understand this. This group would include those who don't follow the lives of celebrities, or are not interested in the music industry, or are just too young to appreciate who these two people were and what they contributed to their respective industries.
It's not that I'm some big follower of celebrities or a personal fan of either one that has me mourning each death. It's the fact that each one was a part of my early years, and because of that, they have impacted my life.
Farrah Faucet became part of my world when she played one of Charlie's Angels on the popular TV show in 1976. I was a teenager and watched the show religiously. It was a time when women's roles on TV were changing from the Harriet Nelson and Carol Brady types to more of the young, modern characters; roles I could relate to. Farrah Faucet was young, beautiful, brave and funny. Young (and old) men weren't the only ones that admired her. Young women just had a different reason to.
I remember seeing Michael Jackson performing with his older brothers, as the group The Jackson 5, when I was quite young. He was just a boy, a boy the same age as I was since he was only a year older than me. They would occasionally perform on the Andy Williams show, or some other variety show that my parents used to watch. I watched him grow up and become an amazing musician and entertainer. I had some of his music and played it and danced to it at parties and get-togethers. Yes, his life was marred by controversy, but no one can deny the talent he had and how much he contributed to popular music. He was, and will always be, the king of pop(ular).
Both Farrah and Michael were rare individuals, bigger than life, who changed their world and the world around them. I join thousands of other mourners because that world included me.
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