Posted by on Jun 7, 2010 in Outdoor | 4 Comments

You always remember your first. The first day of school. The first kiss. The first day without training wheels. Or that first heartbreak, when she let you know that “we should just be friends.” First tracks. The first baseball game. I was 10. August 6, 1988. Baltimore, Maryland. Orioles versus Brewers. The rain fell in […]

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