Baseball

Some things never change. The other night Terry and I watched your vice-president and my daughter play baseball [slow pitch]. The deja-vu was so strong. Susan used to play hardball on a boy's team in the days when this was unusual. She was the only girl and led the league in home runs. We were there for every game so I really had to chuckle that here we are sitting in the bleachers once again at 72 and 47 years old doing the same thing.

She banged out a triple, got an out while playing catcher and held a runner on third. Good game. Felt like all the summer nights of long ago. Some things never change.