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| picture credit via Tracy Jepson. |
On the first day of practice, I got a taste of what I would be doing for the rest of my spring and summer. I arrived at a house out on the country and joined the other cars along the long gravel drive. Unsure of where to go exactly, I waited in the car for somebody else to show up and I would just distantly follow them in. After only a minute or so, somebody else showed up and I was able to see where they would go. I walked down around the side of the house to a rather nicely built barn and when I walked in I was pleasantly surprised. There were two rows of nets lined up and about six kids there already. I witnessed the first swing and it was history from there.
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