{"id":1590,"date":"2015-02-16T14:41:46","date_gmt":"2015-02-16T14:41:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.keithalanhamilton.com\/?p=1590"},"modified":"2015-02-16T14:41:46","modified_gmt":"2015-02-16T14:41:46","slug":"a-band-of-brothers-and-a-sister","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.keithalanhamilton.com\/?p=1590","title":{"rendered":"A Band of Brothers and a Sister"},"content":{"rendered":"

As I sit down to write these words, I think of the conversation I had yesterday with Baker a childhood friend and fellow baseball teammate back in our high school days. \u00a0In the early to mid-seventies in a little one traffic light place called Freeland, if you were one of us, you were referred to by your last name.\u00a0\u00a0I give credit to the start of this last name tradition to my first and longest childhood friend Savard. \u00a0Back to the conversation between Baker and me. We were discussing the golf outing being put together by Radke during the Class of 1975, 40th year high school reunion coming up in August of 2015. \u00a0This event is going to be called the Hargreaves Memorial Golf Outing. \u00a0 Sorry, I have to pause to cry, something I still do when my mind fills with the memory of Hargreaves who passed away two years ago this coming June. \u00a0The first time I cried was when Fite, Hargreaves first wife called me to say he had cancer. \u00a0 Her and I just cried for awhile that day on the phone. \u00a0Heavy man, I know to the reader of these words, so I will start a new paragraph to help break the grip of this sadness.<\/p>\n

When talking with Baker I mentioned that Hargreaves had called me on my cell a few months before he passed away while I was standing in the rental car line at LAX airport. \u00a0I was in LA to visit an author friend that I was planning to do a writing and photography collaboration with in the future. \u00a0I told Hargreaves on the phone that day, I wanted to come soon and play a round of golf with him. \u00a0We had never played golf together. \u00a0See Hargreaves was a great golfer and back in high school when he played the game, I used to say it was a silly sport. \u00a0I have since learned in later years, golf is one of the hardest things I’ve ever tried to do. Hargreaves passed away before we could play together, I have no regrets, Hargreaves and I had spent a lot of quality times together over the years. \u00a0I try to share those wonderful memories with his son now.<\/p>\n

After I told this story to Baker, he said I should share more of these stories with others. \u00a0Well that was the motivation I needed to share these words today on my blog. \u00a0 Generally, I don’t write this kind of prose. \u00a0The prose I write mostly is more business structured. \u00a0I am a licensed private investigator who does corporate investigations globally, not the usual TV PI type of sloop stuff. \u00a0 As an artist my writing style whether poetry or prose is more structured with an artistic flavor as it is creatively written. \u00a0Ok, that’s kind of the backdrop, which is, a part of this story. \u00a0 How I choose to write is intentional. \u00a0I am forever an artist at heart. \u00a0I write what I call Artistic Prose. \u00a0It has its roots in the master storytelling performed by my Scot Irish grandfather as I grew up as a child.<\/p>\n

You could say I am talking about this story as I’m telling it. \u00a0I am naming this story as I tell it as “A Band of Brothers and a Sister<\/em>.” \u00a0This Band<\/em> so to speak, is made up of people I played on a baseball team with back in high school. \u00a0The sister of the Band<\/em> was our team statistician. \u00a0The brothers and sister of this band are my close friends in life and many of them I have know since attending kindergarten in Freeland. \u00a0These people are not only my friends, they are a part of my family. \u00a0This extends to their parents, siblings and children. \u00a0My bond and commitment to them is unbreakable. \u00a0They know I will be there for them no matter what. Heavy man again, I know …..<\/p>\n

Baker was a part of that team as mentioned before. \u00a0This Band of Brothers and a Sister<\/em> have last names like Hargreaves, Fite, Hahn, Savard, Pingel, Sumption, Morse and coach Hacker to name a few. \u00a0I have attended their weddings and sad to say as we get older, I’ve attended funerals with some of them. \u00a0When I talk to others about this Band<\/em> many are amazed I have stayed so close with so many people I have known since childhood. \u00a0I always say it is the magic of growing up in such a small place and playing my favorite sport baseball together.<\/p>\n

As Baker and I discussed in our conversation yesterday, that little one traffic light place called Freeland and its baseball team, is the center of this special bond we A\u00a0Band of Brothers and a Sister<\/em> will always have to keep us together. \u00a0 In life and in death.<\/p>\n

Now Baker \u00a0– we’ll have the chance\u00a0to make this bond deeper by playing together at the Hargreaves Memorial Golf Outing in August. \u00a0Hargreaves I miss you dearly, but we will finally get to play that silly sport together when you are there in spirit. Just make sure all my golf balls get hit into the cup and the rest of our brothers balls safely miss the cup. \u00a0You know how hard the game of golf is for me to play.<\/p>\n

Words by \u00a0 ~Keith Alan Hamilton~<\/p>\n

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