My, how precious life is.
Once upon a time, there was a girl. She looked and thought lot like me. Her dad organized a lot of things in her town, and had just organized a softball tournament for the local businesses. This girl, lets go ahead and call her Katie, was an employee as a busser at one of the local restaurants. It was her job to clear the tables, sweep, mop, dust, fill drinks, and all those other jobs no one likes doing. Anyway, her restaurant signed up for the softball tournament. Katie's restaurant had to play against the only grocerie store in town, and was short a few players. The game was purely for fun, so some people from the other team offered to play on Katie's team for the duration of the game. One of the players that switched over was Jack.
Jack and Katie were the best on the team considering they were the only ones who had played softball before. He played shortstop and Katie played second base. The announcer had them running the bases backwards, making the players skip around the bases, and giving extra points for the best dance moves on the field. But even when they were playing defense, between pitches, Jack could always make Kaite laugh. And she was attracted to him as well. It wasn't his physical appearance, but more his humor and the twinkle in his eye. Maybe it was only friendship she saw, but she still remembered him long after the game ended.
Apparently, he went on to be an exchange student, visited Paris, Denmark, Brussels, came back, joined the army, traveled abroad, then today, he died.
RIP Jack
Thank you for serving our country.
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