Take me out to the ball...

Yesterday the family (minus one) went to the Barnstormers Game for Columbia Night. While there we started to talk about the time that one of our friends (Shawn) hit a line drive right into Anthony's chest and broke his collar bone when he was about 4 years old. Shawn felt awful about this for years... so we take advantage of that. While we were on Vacation to see Shawn and Robin, earlier this summer, this conversation came up (then too) to which Shawn had amnesia about the whole incident. I was telling Anthony this during the game and he pulled my Blackberry from my handbag and shot Shawn an email while at the game. Here it is: Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2007 9:37 PM Subject: That baseball

> Hiya shawn and robin, > This is little tony... The family and I are currently attending the friendly neighborhood barnstormers game (the local baseball team just in case your lancaster lingo is a bit rusty)... Anyhow several foul balls made it to my direction which triggered vivid flash backs of my altercation as a young lad. Then my mother brought to my attention that shawn denies being the driving force behind the ball that crushed my tender collar bone. As the victim of this incident, I just want to set the record straight. I shall never forget the frightening attack.

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