The best day of his life
During a baseball game on a balmy night in late June, with runners on first and second, the batter hit a hard line drive straight into Charlie Ben’s glove. He backed onto second base to force another out, then tagged the bewildered runner between first and second base for an unassisted triple play. Charlie Ben looked at the umpire, who began whooping and running toward the shortstop.
A photographer from the newspaper took his picture, and the local bank sent the clipping to him, laminated and framed. Charlie Ben was eleven and it was the best day of his life, and for a long long time, nothing else could beat it.