Tuesday, April 17, 2012
I finally met the man that usurped our lives. The man that wrote a finer tuned line, a better collection of words & a greater delivery of syllables than I. I met him at a ball field, ironically enough.
You played a great game, C.
He was a bit pudgy. I found that amusing but I let it go. He was a bit shorter than me but I let that go too, most folks are. He was a bit quiet but so am I so I let that go as well. But, there was just one thing I couldn't get beyond...
He wasn't Me.
I suppose, in the end, that's all your Mama was looking for.
I've been looking for closure for 4 years. I finally found it on a ball field in Murray County, Ga.