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Al C.risafulliThis past Father's Day, I re-laced my dad's old baseball glove. Then, he came over for barbecue. I took him outside with my son, gave him his old glove, and the three of us played catch in the backyard. We played for hours. It ranks up there among the best memories I've got. Grandfather, father, and son, throwing a ball around as the sun went down behind the trees. I don't remember ever feeling more content.
-Al