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If you have been following these posts, you may remember why I call this The Life I Think I Lived. But for those of you who are just joining in the reason is because others who were a part of my life, and who still are, may have a different view. I would appreciate their contributions since they may have seen things differently.

Field House at Jefferson Playground

We had great recreation facilities in Jefferson Parish. I remember riding my bike to Jefferson Playground. It was less than a mile away and Jefferson Hwy was the only major road to cross. Everybody rode their bikes to the playground and nobody locked their bikes. Everything worked fine, unless, of course, someone was made at you or you were made at someone. Then there might be less air in your tire or something equally sinister.

I remember playing basketball for a season or two. I liked basketball and was pretty good as a player. The biggest problem I had was my big feet! I seemed to be unable to keep them from accidently kicking the basketball while I was dribbling down the court. I didn’t dribble much, so I got to set picks and shoot jumpers and hook shots off passes from the guys who could dribble. One game, I was making a jump shot and got hit in the back by one my opponents. The hit took me out of the game and eventually out of basketball. Somebody’s bike tires were flat after that game. No one seems to know who did it, but as I rode off I promised that I would keep my eyes open to see who would have done such a thing.

I tried football for a couple of seasons. I even made the JV team in high school. That is until they realized I was slow and didn’t like getting hit. Since I was a tight end that was a problem since we ran a lot of patterns where the tight end crossed the middle of the field and always got hit. My helmet got knocked off on one route and I got cleated in the head near my left ear. I thought about what I was doing and decided my talents would be better served playing baseball.

The announcer's booth at the baseball stadium

Baseball has been very, very good to me! I played almost every position in the field. Louis, Jr. was a catcher and a good one at that, so I tried to be a catcher. I was OK, but the coach had other ideas. He moved me to 3rd base! I had a great arm and my throws to 1st based were always on target! I had good enough reflexes to cover up the fact that I was slow…for a little while anyway. Coach decided that 1st base was the perfect position for me even though I was right handed. It workout for quite a while and then I move to the outfield and played each of the three positions. I had a strong accurate arm. We had good pitchers and there weren’t that many fly balls hit my way. That was a good thing since I was slow. But I could hit!!! I had the highest batting average in the league and lead the league in home-runs each year I played in Little League, American Legion and Senior League, a league that competed with American Legion for players and ball parks. When the Senior League built their fields near the Huey P. Long Bridge, I hit the first home-run out of the main field. That got a lot of attention locally, including a free haircut at Bob’s Barber Shop, and gift certificates for the hardware store and a new steakhouse nearby called Ruth’s.

League play took us all around Jefferson Parish. At one park I was introduced to Florida Water. It wasn’t for drinking. It was something added to ice water to make it colder. We needed that during July and August. I played for a couple of All Star teams and we took trips around the Gulf States Region. One time we played some good old boys in Muscle Shoals, Alabama. The name of the town really described that team! They were big boys and they could hit a baseball! We were down by 10 runs by the top of the second inning. Even though we did make it a game, we didn’t feel like All Stars. I think they put in their third string after the 2nd inning.

There is more to tell about baseball and the softball league I played in. You could hear the story of “Meatball Mark” and the .757 hitting average. There is the story about try-outs were I had chance to make the team based on what I did with 10 pitches (made the team.) But, that can be for another story at another time, or not.

Thanks for reading my blog.

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