…I’m out! Today I headed to Fenway for the Red Sox/Yankees game with my husband and daughters. We arrived in Braintree at 9 am, Fenway at 10. By 10:30 we were seated in the Bleacher Bar under the stadium watching batting practice. A very cool place, with a big door right on the field. Next we made our way into the stadium and were in our seats by noontime. The game, in which the Yankees won 6-1, was over after three. The highlight of the game was getting on the fan cam during the seventh inning stretch. After the game we walked down to the Yardhouse for dinner, left there at 6, took the train back to Braintree and arrived there by seven, then drove back to the Cape, arriving at 8:30. The game was a double header, so my husband listened to it on the radio while us girls slept all the way home. A full twelve hours and I’m assigning a new meaning to the word tired.
There was a family with two little girls in front of us and it struck me how nice it was to still be there with my own two girls, doing things as a family, even though they are both adults. I used to think those times end when children turn eighteen, and I’m pleasantly surprised to find we enjoy each other just as much.
And so, as another day goes by, the Bartosik family makes the big screen, things are looking up for the Red Sox in the second game, and…I have written.
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