So what will we remember from the allstar game this year? First I remember that I got to go. God bless the kind soul who called at 10:30am the day of the game and offered me tickets. Second, I will remember that the all-star game, like baseball in general, is a bit of Americana. There is something that just feels right about being at a baseball game, and this one was no different, win or lose. Thirdly, I will remember the B-2 flying over. My oh my, what moments those are.

Finally and possibly most important, I will remember that I was there with my daughter Jenny. I hope she remembers it for the rest of her life. I will.
Bad game? Not really. There is always something good to see if we just keep our eyes open.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
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My father was aHUGE baseball fan! When the royals played here in the World Series, I got to take him! His first live Major League Baseball game! It was a beautiful October afternoon. We won. Perfect day. Thanks for the memories.
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