Last night, we took Ben and Emma to the Rainiers game. Ben's soccer tournament ended close to gametime, so we were walking in during the first inning. We were about even with first base, still on the outside, when we heard the roar of the crowd, and then the radio broadcast saying that Bryan LaHair's home had just barely cleared the right field fence. Nobody was behind us. Could the ball still be there? We HAD to find out, right? (If you can't tell, this is Dad's account of the story.) So Andrew, Sam, and Ben ran back 100 yards and launched a hasty search. Sam spotted it between two trees, right behind the wooden fence, raised it in the air and sprinted back to show Mom and Dad. It was pure joy for a six year old boy!
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