Nan and I finally made good on our Fathers Day gift and took Dad out to Hawks Stadium. We picked a night that wasn't too hot, had good seats on the third base line, and we all enjoyed a hotdog. I looked around at the mostly season ticket holders in our section and was struck by the fact that they were all old. They all had a decade or two on me. Listening to them talk, they knew baseball. It's the game of their generation. I felt a little nostalgic sitting there with them.
Nan and I didn't pay real close attention to the game. We had a nice visit. Dad watched the game and didn't visit because he didn't have his hearing aids in. Some of the innings were slow. (It is baseball.) Other innings were full of hits and runs. In the end the Hawks lost to Eugene, 8-6 and we were glad that it didn't go extra innings. We enjoyed every minute, but didn't want to stay longer. It was just a perfect summer night out at the ball park.
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