I just remembered something. When I was a kid, my cousin and I were way up north at his cabin. Not much to do, so we were just taking turns pitching and hitting. While I was pitching to him, he hit the ball as well as anyone. Hit me right in the middle of the forehead. I went down fast.
Maybe that’s why I don’t care much for baseball.
Might answer some questions about my mental faculties as well. 
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Blessings to all
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD,
thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.
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