notapoet's fiction: The good old days

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Saturday, June 27, 2009

The good old days

"Good game, Billy," the proud grandfather said. "You looked just like your Dad running the bases. That was your first base hit, wasn't it?" "Yeah, Poppa," the excited youngster replied, "and I scored a run that helped us win the game!" "That you did," the old man said. "You know, it was a little... Sign in to see full entry.

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