I’ve written before about our Little League’s opening day, but this is probably the last time; my 12-year-old son is graduating and my daughter shows no interest.
This is Canada’s oldest Little League, one of its biggest and still growing at that; follow that link to last year’s write-up if you care, or if you want to see more smile-provoking pictures of kids’ baseball festivities.
An Opening-Day ceremony requires a band and a mascot, self-evidently.
Everybody loves a parade.
The kids parade out by divisions, and each division gets its own sign.
Now there’s a fine-looking piper.
Each team gets to wave its hat once in the course of the ceremonies.
Finally, the national anthem. Isn’t that a nice park we play at?
I guess I’m leaving this behind. Growing up is good, on balance; but balances have two sides.