Friday, October 23, 2009
Every summer my dad would watch baseball on our television. We only could get one station and until we got 'rabbit ears' did we pick up the network feed from Salt Lake. October would come and there would be play offs. This meant my dad could watch baseball on whatever station carried that night's game. Out of boredom I joined him in the living room watching the post season and world series. I liked the Cincinnati Reds with Johnny Bench, Pete Rose, and Hank Aaron. I don't remember who my dad liked but it was usually a different team. He would make bets on who would win and the loser would pay up with Tootsie Rolls. These were not the bite size but the rolls that cost a nickle. I looked forward to the games and took a special interest in who was playing when a tootsie roll was on the line. We equally got our share of Tootsie rolls during the different games each fall.
Now it is October and the post season. I still watch baseball hoping for my teams to get to the world series. There are still Tootsie Rolls to snack on and a special memory of the time spent with my dad.