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Go the Distance
Posted Friday, May 22, 2009, at 11:54 AM<< Previous | Read comments | Respond | Email link | Next >>
When I was a young lad about all I wanted to do was play baseball. I couldn't imagine that there was anything that could be more gratifying than playing baseball for a living and that was my dream. The only problem with a dream like this... my talent level lagged sorely behind my dreams. Unfortunately, my Field of Dreams turned into an office and a computer and a life of being just an old engineer. I fancy that some day, like the old ballplayers walking into the corn, I'll just fade off into a maze of cubicles. I will have to admit that this old engineer has been very lucky over the years to have made so many friends in the academic world, in industry, in the military and with other government agencies. My travels have filled numerous chapters of a life that, in retrospect, was pretty darn good, even though I didn't wind up playing Major League Baseball. Occasionally, something I see, hear or read will now trigger a memory of a long ago business trip or of some specific friend from out of the past. Recently, I saw an advertisement for a company that I had some business with back in the early 90's and recalled some trips that I had taken to Raleigh, North Carolina. During this time, I was working on some problems with a couple of decoy cartridges and my boss was another old West Point grad, Bill Chancellor. He was a great guy to work for and I really hated to see him leave Crane. Bill had a couple of decoys that were experiencing some high failure rates and he offered me the opportunity to troubleshoot the problems, redesign the necessary subcomponents and to validate the changes. It was a fun and challenging job that kept me quite busy and on the road for a good period of time. As a result of some of my troubleshooting, I became involved with some very interesting people at the Research Triangle Park outside of Raleigh. RTP is an exciting place where daily interaction occurs between the government, industry and academia. In the worlds in which we live and work in, it is an odd occurrence when you can witness true collaborative efforts conducted as partners by educators, researchers, and businessmen. My time at RTP was a rich and rewarding experience that provided me access to some of the most intelligent and hard working people I have ever known. During one of my trips to RTP, I called an old friend from my Army days, who was at that time, teaching at the University of North Carolina. We agreed on a mutually available time to meet for dinner and he instructed me to meet him in front of the Frank Porter Graham Student Union. Unfortunately, a family problem caused him to postpone our dinner engagement until a couple of days later, so I took the opportunity to walk through the Union. It was a magnificent facility and from what I have heard they have expanded it since I last saw it. I was surprised when I stopped and read the plaque honoring the person for whom this building was named. Frank Porter Graham was a former President of UNC and for a short period of time a United States Senator from North Carolina. That's a fairly impressive resume but I had never heard of the man until I visited the campus. However, along about that time, I had become acquainted with the legend of his brother. His brother was a family doctor for about 50 years in the town of Chisholm, Minnesota. In his younger years he was a baseball player and even got called up by John McGraw to play for the New York Giants. He played 1 ½ innings in the Major Leagues but never got the chance to bat. That is until he found his Field of Dreams. The author, W.P. Kinsella, wrote about Archibald Wright Graham in his 1982 novel, 'Shoeless Joe'. A few years later, this book was made into the movie, 'Field of Dreams' and Burt Lancaster played the role of Dr. Archibald 'Moonlight' Graham. "Well, you know I... I never got to bat in the major leagues. I would have liked to have had that chance. Just once. To stare down a big league pitcher. To stare him down, and just as he goes into his windup, wink. Make him think you know something he doesn't. That's what I wish for. Chance to squint at a sky so blue that it hurts your eyes just to look at it. To feel the tingling in your arm as you connect with the ball. To run the bases - stretch a double into a triple, and flop face-first into third, wrap your arms around the bag. That's my wish, Ray Kinsella. That's my wish. And is there enough magic out there in the moonlight to make this dream come true?" - Dr. Archibald 'Moonlight' Graham, Field of Dreams. Comments Showing comments in chronological order [Show most recent comments first] |
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"The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again." Terence Mann, Field of Dreams.
It was a simpler time, but it was good.
My first glove was a Gil MacDougald model.
There's no one who knows how much I enjoyed the game better than Steve...he was my brother, my confidant, my competitor, my friend...he was the closest thing to being me that could ever be possible. What he thought about baseball, I thought. He taught me more than I ever could imagine, he was my hero.
However (I forgot to mention this), you could always get him out with a good breaking ball.
We'll be camping out at the 40 all weekend, so if you and Debra and company find yourselves without anything to do Sunday afternoon, and campfire food, drinks, and a competitive game of cornhole or euchre sounds inviting, then load up and come on out (Matty has my #). If not, then maybe next time~
Nice Fri, May 22, 2009, at 10:26 PM post.
I remember the Cottom boys, Ricketts boys, Mccombs boys. Saw Doug Cottom at work a few times before we retired.
Ol'Dad
Simmons, only you will understand this response.
Harvey Kuenn.
Nostradamus knew.
Thanks for the very kind words. I was (am) proud to be Keith Sims' brother. Track, baseball, basketball star, West Point grad and now Protector of the Fleet and Writer Laureate of Greene County, you've excelled in a variety of endeavors (not to mention Poppy of the Year and Slayer of Slots).
Not sure why you picked out curve balls, I couldn't hit sliders or fastballs either. I usually sat on the change-up and tried to dink it to right.
Wasn't it Bill Chancellor who questioned why you were driving to Arizona to pick up "Lawn Chairs"?
Also, was that the same trip you were able to fullfill your "Eagles" dream in Winslow? (I love that story and even though it's not mine I've told it more than once)
My field of dreams ended the day that Wiglund beaned me right between the eyes with his fast ball, when I was seven years old.
Thanks for the all the beers and a very enjoyable evening, Simmons. I am eternally grateful and looking forward to meeting you again.
Ol'Dad - Been a long time since I played ball with the Cottom's, Ricketts' and McCombs' boys.
Sounds like a Buell & Rash Hardware all-star team.
Thanks TaterRoad, fodder for a new story. Actually, we were delivering a lawn chair. And yes, Jerry and I were "standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona".
Thanks for the book Lil' Hahn, just finished it last night, great read.
Thanks to all the wet Memorial Day golfers who allowed Ol' Simmons to win a skin today. Nothing like a four iron punch shot from behind the pine tree on 11 for birdie. Benji described it well, but it still came up 3 on the score card.
Speaking of fodder, I ran across this fascinating little story on the Merchant Marine Organization website last night: http://www.usmm.org/crusader.html Being the history buff you are thought you might enjoy it. All kinds of life parallels can be draw to this rather sad tale.
Also, just had to share my favorite "Field of Dreams" quote: "Peace--Love--Dope!...NOW GET THE H*** OUT OF HERE!!" -- Terence Mann
I finished "Henry and Clara" last night on the plane trip back to Denver. Very interesting book, an anatomy of the descent into madness, the decline of a family and relationship. I enjoyed it.