'What I Thought Was Third Base'

Remembrances of my childhood...

All my dad’s people came from Austinsville VA, a community on the banks of New River, which I was always told was the only river in the U.S. that flows north. I’m not sure about that, but most all dad’s kinfolk were raised on that river in southwest Virginia. Dad said that before they built a bridge across it the only way to get from one side to the other was by a ferry or by swimmin’ and that when my Uncle Bufford was Post Master of Austinsville, the mail had to take that ferry to reach the folks on the other side.

...a big yard too, called a pasture

Every summer dad use to like to take us all back to where he grew up as a boy, Wythe County Virginia. Now this was country. We may have had chickens and a few years earlier we had two hogs, but this was real country. There might be half a mile or so between homes. “You couldn’t even stand on the porch and holler at you kin,” dad said. And all dads’ people had a big yard and not only a house, but also a barn and horses and cows and some even had goats. All the animals had themselves a big yard too, called a pasture. We would walk through that pasture to go over to Uncle Clarence’s house, if the bull was in the other field, but we wouldn’t risk it if the bull was out. Dad said he knew a man that got gored by a bull one time and that wasn’t a pretty picture; I just knew I didn’t want to be on the receiving end of that. So if the bull was out, we had to go around to Uncle Clarence’s by the road.

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she didn’t want no body comin’ up behind her unannounced

We always went in the houses of our kin by the back door. Dad said everybody did that out here, and there was no use knockin’, but mom said we should since we were ‘city dwellers’ now. She said she didn’t want no body comin’ up behind her unannounced. Aunt Mary said it was alright here because the only folks that come around anyhow was family. While the ladies were working about the house some of our many cousins would come over wanting to play some baseball in the pasture field out back since the cows had been moved to another field that morning.

...used ‘cow chips’ as the bases

There were so many cousins I couldn’t even remember them all by name. They said that after supper we might all go down by the river and go fishin’ or maybe swimmin’ or something else. We lined out the field and they used dried ‘cow chips’ as the bases. My oldest brother Jim and one of our cousins also named Jim chose up sides and I was finally picked to play on my brother’s team after all the bigger guys were chosen. I remember one time when we took the field first and I had to play in the outfield ‘cause I wasn’t mush good at that time and besides watchin’ for the ball to come to me I had to watch where I was steppin’ if you know what I mean. My brother was pitcher because he had played Little League back home which was something they had never heard of out here in the country, but they had heard of baseball.

kids play baseball...

...I heard that ball connect with the bat and I started running

We played a few innings and finally I was up to bat. I think they just let me hit the ball and didn’t even try to get me out at first base because I was the smallest guy on the field. I remember getting my first base hit, and I was so proud. I watched while my big brother picked up the bat and swung it around a few times like he knew already what he was going to do. Then crack, I heard that ball connect with the bat and I started running. I was sure he hit it a mile and I could hear him breathing heavy behind me as he run. Everybody was holler’n and having a great time and I heard Jim saying something as I rounded second base headed for third. He was saying slide, slide so I did—right into what I thought was third base…

© 2010 SamSonS

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breathe2travel 6 years ago from Gulf Coast, USA

fun read! :) voted up.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks breathe2travel, for your rating and your comment...


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Rebecca E. 6 years ago from Canada

ha ha what a cute hub!


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drbj 6 years ago from south Florida

I can picture the scene now:

Samsons slid into what he thought was third,

But third base turned out to be an ole turd!


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AlexK2009 6 years ago from Edinburgh, Scotland

Nice one.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

*thanks Rebecca E. for your nice comments...

*thank you drbj for sharing your reminisce...

*and thank you AlexK2009 for your comment...


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lifegate 6 years ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

Samsons,

You did it again! Just an enjoyable read. Thanks for putting it down for us.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks so much ligegate, for your nice comments...


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DavePrice 6 years ago from Sugar Grove, Ill

I think there are several rivers in the US that have sections running north - I live close to the Fox river, which runs north for a spell up in Wisconsin, but I don't know if that counts as a whole river running north. I enjoyed the memories, as I always enjoy your telling of them and teh memories they bring back to mind. Thanks for the trip.


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Dave Mathews 6 years ago from NORTH YORK,ONTARIO,CANADA

samson1: I love the story of country living. Thanks for the memories. I guess the only question to ask was did you make it to home plate and score?

Brother Dave.


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fred allen 6 years ago from Myrtle Beach SC

Liked the video too! Didn't grow up in the country, but I was reliving my little league days as I read this. Your hubs always do that to me.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

*thanks Dave for your kind comments- don't know about the rivers in Wisconsin, was just barely there in Beloit in 1961 or '62...

*and thank you Bro Dave, I think the slide just about ended the game with me a mess and everyone else laughing...

*and fred, you are gracious with your comments, so glad you enjoy the hubs...


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lctodd1947 6 years ago from USA

Memories are what we now see instead of dreams about tomorrow...at least some of us...hee, hee...Great hub and great memories. I don't like anyone coming up behind me unannounced, either.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks Linda, for your kindness, memories, yes sweet memories.

oh yes, congrats again on your 100th hub...


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dahoglund 6 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

I was a city boy, although I remember my uncle a few blocks away raised chickens. My grandparents were getting old enough that they didn't really do much farming anymore so I did not get much exposure to farm life.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks dahoglund for your comments...


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gr82bme 6 years ago from USA

sam, great story. I stepped in third base just the other day. LOL

Sand Lot is one of my favorite movies.


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Pollyannalana 6 years ago from US

Thanks for sharing your story, I have almost always lived in the country and could not see any other way.


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samsons1 6 years ago from Tennessee Author

*thanks gr82bme, for your visit and your kind remarks...

*and thank you Polly, for sharing your reminisce...

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