I went to a baseball
I went to a baseball game with my friends last night. There was a father and his young son in the row just in front of us. It reminded me of the first time my Dad took me to a game. He took me to a Tigers game at the old stadium, back when all you could get on your hotdog was mustard. I don't remember who won, I can guess that the Tigers lost, but it didn't matter. As I look back on my childhood this stands out as one of my favorite memories. Thanks Dad, because of you, I'm looking forward to taking my son to his first baseball game.