Just finished playing three-man baseball with two kids from the neighborhood in my back yard. I saw them playing in the next door neighbor's front yard when I got home from work and got the baseball bug. I asked if they would like to add a third and when they said they were cool with it I told them to ask their parents and make sure it was okay. We got the good to go and were using ghost runners and patio furniture bases.
First of all, in a larger community you wouldn't see kids playing outside, let alone being welcome to an adult tagging along. Secondly, it would be frowned upon by the jaded parents of big city families who would think my longing for a kid-like afternoon of America's pasttime was some sort of pedophile ploy.
Every day that passes I find some new reason to love Midlothian more and more.
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