I never knew about it, but there’s a place called The Baseball Reliquary. Its mission is stated right on the page:
The Baseball Reliquary is a nonprofit, educational organization dedicated to fostering an appreciation of American art and culture through the context of baseball history and to exploring the national pastime’s unparalleled creative possibilities.
They have a Shrine of the Eternals there, which is like The Basesball Hall of Fame’s, but using different criteria for election. Among the notables are Dick Allen (who played for the White Sox and was quite the character), Emmet Ashford (the game’s first Black umpire), and Jim Abbott (a one-armed pitcher who was a great fielder). The Reliquary is located in Monrovia, California, home town of former White Sox pitcher Cisco Carlos.
1969 Cisco Carlos baseball card (source: psacard.com)
Ironically, Cisco is not enshrined at The Baseball Reliquary.
Water is a fascinating liquid. It freezes at 32° F (0° C) and turns into steam at 212° F (100° C). Usually the temperatures stay above freezing here, but yesterday they didn’t, and look what happened.
It’s started to thaw, and (hopefully) by Tuesday morning, when I have one of my last sessions of therapy, it will be all gone. See, when we go bye-bye car I walk out the front door and out to the stairs, then sit on the top stair and push myself (carefully and one step at a time) to the bottom. I’d end up with a wet behind if the snow isn’t gone by then.
I took that picture with this.
iPhone 8 (source: Apple)
I decided it was time to replace my iPhone 4S and that this was the time of year to do it. Mary decided she wanted the old one, so as soon as I get a new SIM card for it (the one she has is too big) it’ll be hers. So far I like it, but am more than a little annoyed with Apple, who gets it in their head that you have to sign up for iCloud and Apple Pay and keeps nagging you to do so.
All for now.
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At some point I’ll tell the story of Walkie’s delicious concoction…