Some sad news to report; John Reels Ford Ranger had to be put down this winter. Many of you know how much that truck meant to John, and I'm sure we could ease his pain, by sending along our condolences.
I myself have fond memories of sharing rides w/John and his mother in Maine. She is quick for 90 yrs. old, and beat me to the front seat everyday. I spent a beautiful 4th of July weekend, seeing Maine from the back of Johns truck. Thanks for the memories!
Sorry to hear of your loss John, it will be missed, see ya in the spring. Hey T how ya holding up? Hope to see you in the spring along with everyone else. Happy New Year to all
Sorry for your loss John. Remember the time we went to Connecticut, and you headed our caravan? I remember we didn't have a map and you said "I just follow my nose". Ansel was in the shot gun and after 4 or 5 hours driving we started seeing things for the second time and I pulled up beside you all knowing and said "Hey John I think we're driving in circles" and Ansel replied "I think it's more like a trapezoid parallegram". I think we made the second game.
Ralph - That certainly explains your prowness on the byways and highways. With Reel as a mentor, you never had a chance!! Stay healthy boys, be thinking of ya while I'm toeing the rubber in a couple of weeks in FLA.
It was a trapezoid parallelogram, dammit! We made the second game, Ralph. Jeez! Screw up one road trip...
Jon, is that how you use a rubber? Good luck in Orlando. I bet Ted and you will be all over Magic Kingdom. Bring back some pictures.
How much did John get for the truck?
While I am posting, Here's a pearl from an old pal. He and I pitched against each other in the 1960's and together on the same team in the early 70's. We played poker over the holidays, and he sent me this story.
Two old guys, Abe and Sol, are sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons and talking about baseball, like they do every day. Abe turns to Sol and says, "Do you think there's baseball in heaven?" Sol thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno. But let's make a deal: if I die first, I'll come back and tell you if there's baseball in heaven, and if you die first, you do the same." They shake on it and sadly, a few months later, poor Abe passes on. One day soon afterward, Sol is sitting there feeding the pigeons by himself when he hears a voice whisper, "Sol... Sol..." Sol responds, "Abe! Is that you?" "Yes it is, Sol," whispers Abe's ghost. Sol, still amazed, asks, "So, is there baseball in heaven?" "Well," says Abe, "I've got good news and bad news." "Gimme the good news first," says Sol. Abe says, "Well... there is baseball in heaven." Sol says, "That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?" Abe sighs and whispers, "You're pitching on Friday."
I suppose John's truck will be bringing equipment to the game.
Sit and Shivver. Thanks for the comments boys. I ain't ready for a new Puppy just yet but was warmed by all your comments, here and in person. It was time, hell it was way past time! (The guy who relunctantly put an inpsection sticker on ole 88 every year is breathing easier.) I suppose some day I'll roar up to the game in a shiney blue, extended cab, 8 cylinder jumbo bed , 4 wheeler with AC and CD and No PC ...........course it'll be from the 90's. thanks again boys, see ya soon. PS bikes are cool
