Among my souvenirs
Somewhere in a box of miscellaneous memorabilia I have a baseball pitched by this guy in a game at Crosley Field when I was a kid. He was with the Reds then. The pitch was fouled right over the third-base dugout by Art Shamsky of the Mets. It was a screamer and might have taken someone's head off if my athletic but otherwise useless brother-in-law hadn't snagged it.
I have mentioned this before. But I think of it every summer when watching games on TV.
Wish I could have traded the ball for my late sister's husband having been a better man.
