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Baseball Is a Love Language

I learned about baseball from my dad. When he’d come home from a long day at work — eight hours outside in the hot sun coaching tennis — he’d sit down in front of the TV and turn on the game. I’d sit next to him and listen as

Britni de la Cretaz
May 05, 2016
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