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Sunday, April 20, 2014
Un-Kickball
Riding home from work, the first Monday where it really felt like spring and daylight savings time had started, I decided to go by the Kickball game.
The Kickball crew was there, beer and whatnot was imbibed, but nobody brought a ball.
Everyone had such a bad case of spring fever, it didn't much matter, but I drank a beer and shuffled off toward home. Most of these kids live within five or ten blocks of the park, I had more like eight miles to go and had to get up super early to ride back to work Tuesday morning.
I thought of that old saw about what if they gave a war and nobody came? Well, what if everybody came but they all forgot their weapons?
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