A day of fall baseball at CCSU
Yesterday was the last day of fall baseball scrimmages at Central Connecticut State University. I went down to see Ryan (my 19-year old son) play. He caught all 12 innings of the intra-squad contest, as…
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Steve Beal Sr.
I am just a man. I am a father, a son, and a husband. I am a homemaker, caretaker, coach, writer, speaker, and photographer. I love God. I love my family. I love my country. God has blessed my family and I, and I am eternally grateful. Author of Generation Jumping: Losing those who are not lost. Downtime with my family is about as good as it gets for me. Being outdoors in nature, among the animals and the wilderness, the Created, comes pretty close. Baseball, followed by hockey, are my two favorite sports, with several others a close third. I would rather do it right the first time. Honesty, respect, and integrity are virtues that I hold dear, so I call it like I see it. Before we as a society attempt to re-define these words, I will be here telling the raw truth.
The Twins want their pictures taken
After I changed their overnight diapers, and put on the clothes that mommy picked out for them, Theodore and Jacqueline wanted me to take their pictures. They raced into the other room, as apparently, this…
Twin photo request
The twins, inspired by the earlier photos of the deer, wanted to get in on the fun as well. Jacqueline asked me to take her picture, while Theodore had no interest in moving from his…
Deer Visit
A doe and a couple of youngsters stopped by the back edge of our yard just a few minutes ago. I snuck out the side door of the garage and was able to grab these…
Destination Homestead
Destination Homestead
The highways weren’t what they are now. The drive times were longer and the family car was crowded. The days were most definitely simpler then. There weren’t electronic games to play, options for isolating ourselves within the car, but games we played involving us all. I knew the make and model of almost every vehicle we saw along the way, we all did.
I sat behind my dad in the car and I tried to take in everything he saw. I learned the landmarks and the places along the way where we stopped or where some historical thing had happened. We brought our own water and food. Fast food was a homemade sandwich that mom pulled from her bag of prepared trip fare.
Here we go, MLB style
This afternoon the baseball season continues, the post season. This season marks the first time in Major League Baseball history that 10 teams, yes one-third of the teams, made the playoffs. Now, for two of…
Genuine Smile
Recently we were at Gould Hill Farm to pick apples. We go there every fall to do so. With my camera hanging around my neck and no warning, I turned the camera towards Erin and…