Oneonta, NY. I WAS born in a small town. And I grew up with an uncle who started playing semi-pro ball when he was a sophomore in high school. He was on his way to the Mets organization before he was drafted and sent to Vietnam. His pitch was in the 90s. This is how I learned to love the game. And soldiers. And corvettes. He was my male idol growing up. My mother's baby brother. He was an uncle the moment he was born.
My cousin, Johnny, his son, has helped coach the Oneonta State Softball program for 18 years. He also does part-time coaching at the Cooperstown All Star Village (CASV). CASV was founded in 2004 and is only open 9 weeks each year. It gives kids aged 10-12 a major league experience through week long tournaments. It is a state-of-the-art facility. And this is what he does when he's not tending duties as quartermaster for the NY State Police. The picture taken of several fields was at the CASV. Unfortunately, I had to buy a disposable camera while I was visiting and the pictures aren't real high quality.
So during a break in the action my uncle tells me about this game he went to in NY to see the Yankees. He brought his binoculars with him but set them down and forgot about them until it was too late. A few months went by and he gets this letter from Poughkeepsie. A women wrote (he had his name and address on the bincoulars) that her husband found them but wouldn't return them. She said that if he ever forgot about them that she would send them back. Incredible. Then a few more months went by and my uncle gets a call from a friend who needs binoculars. He borrows some from a neighbor and goes to visit the friend. This is when he learns that my cousin Johnny wrote the letter and had it mailed from Poughkeepsie. Now that is some funny stuff. Look out MGel and Bigun - you've got competition!