The 4th of July reminds me of Tournament Baseball.

Coaching 10 games, with two teams over three days.

Tournament baseball reminds me of celebrating in Tim Trifaro’s backyard afterward.

Celebrating At Trifaro’s house reminds me of Friends, Food, Wiffleball (Played left-handed of course, so not to ruin one’s arm) and great memories.

Celebrating At Trifaro’s house reminds me of Friends, Food, Wiffleball (Played left-handed of course, so not to ruin one’s arm) and great memories.

Looking back, what a time in the sun it was.

I don’t believe any of us realized how special of a time it would truly turn out to be.