Baseball

[Fo Worley]

Not that I was ever a pitcher, but in my backyard I used to have a brick wall where I would practice my pitching. With chalk I had drawn a series of bullseye's at different heights to indicate strike zones for different batters. I made a special bullseye much higher than all the rest, and marked it "Kyle". I guess I put him up there because the first time I ever saw someone hit the ball out of the park, it was Kyle who rounded the bases (and I think we were only in second grade!) If it were any one else I might have been jealous or mad, but since it was Kyle I slapped five with him as he rounded second base and I was proud to know him.
Sometimes, if I look close enough, I can still see Kyle's name scratched on that brick wall. "Kyle" will always be etched in my heart.