the boys of september.......

ok, so mm has her sentimental spot when it comes to baseball....at the end of the season.........and the cleveland indians......who are so far besting the chicago whitesox and i am tearful at the spector of my grandfather george stellar broughton, laying on the chaise longue in the screened-in porch....in the pre-1850's house on chestnut road in indepedence, ohio.....the house that was one of the last stops on the underground railroad......listening to the indians on radio....in the dark....smoking a cigar.......you could only see the red of the lit end on some nights........this man was serious about his team.....and i regret that he never took me to a game.......but i did go to so many games with him....listening in from the kitchen......batter up.....swing and a miss.................