August 3, 2012 at 5:04 pm · Filed under fun stuff, Mostly true, Stories, the good old days ·Tagged bowl games, Charles L. Mashburn, Sandlot football, story, the street i grew up on, writer
When I was young, I was an unbelievably slow runner. My dad used to say I looked like I was running in place when I was chugging down the first base line. Read the rest of this entry »
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