My friend Horace Bratcher told me a funny story from his childhood that I thought you might get a chuckle out of as well.
Some of you may have already heard of this, but I just discovered it, so I thought I’d share it with you.
I was on FaceBook, accepting a couple of new “Friend Requests” (one from Becky Woods, a high school friend I haven’t seen in almost 20 years!), and then just looking around at a few other people’s profiles. One of my FaceBook Friends had updated his profile to say, “Matt Burnett is in love with the JCB Song”. I thought to myself, “Huh? What in the world is the JCB Song?” So I did what I normally do when such a question arises. I Googled “JCB Song”.
Earlier this evening I found myself wandering around Lions Park, the four-field baseball/softball complex where Justin played Little League ball for a couple of years back in his younger days. Susan and I both spent some time on those fields as well, participating at various times on several church-league softball teams.
A few years ago, the City of Waxahachie built a new Sports Complex out on Highway 287 with much nicer, more modern fields and facilities. As a result, Lions Park has become almost forgotten. The fields are in poor shape, some of the fences and backstops have weeds and vines almost covering them, the bleachers have been removed, and the concession stand building is no longer there. I was overcome with a palpable sense of sadness as I stood there taking it all in and reminiscing.
Someone once said, “In the race to be better or best, don’t miss the joy of being.”
When I was a boy growing up in South Texas, my family would take off for about two weeks every summer and go camping. The first camping trips I remember were to the Great Smoky Mountains in Tennessee.
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