Friday, November 21, 2008

headed north and east

Dad at the Fulton Run field, Fulton Run, PA 2008

We're headed to Pennsylvania tomorrow morning for Thanksgiving. Can't wait to see family and friends. When we were home in September I began work on a project about my Dad. He played in a slow-pitch softball league when I was a kid and going to his games in the summer was always high point of vacation. A lot of the players' families came out and watching a game in the warm glow of the summer sun was about as carefree as it could get. Plus, the after game trip to the bar (the team sponsor) to play some mini bowling was a pretty fun time too. The league died a few years ago and my Dad hasn't played in nearly 15. A lot of the fields are in company mining towns (or what used to be) and were part of the coal league that existed in the area. The roots of it all are very working class and something that, for the most part, continued on in the league my Dad played in. I don't have a formal project statement yet, but it's really about how some things change and how some never will. The project is ongoing and while I probably won't be working on it on this trip home, the photo above is one of the starting points of the project and I wanted share the beginnings.

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