He took the glove down from the top shelf of his closet and showed it to me, let me hold it and try it on (gently) then he let me put it back by lifting me up by the waist and resting my but on his shoulder. Read 22293 times |
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Gary was our neighbor, and to my siblings and I, was a very nice guy. As small as I was, it wasn’t that hard for him to sit on my chest, pin my arms down and bind my wrists with some ropes he had already tied to his bedposts. It seemed to go on forever, but not long enough. He knew and loved the game of baseball like I did and he had a baseball card collection that was out of this world, which is how the whole thing really started.
