own. She said, “Oh,” and bounced on her chair and kicked her leg into the air. It didn’t distract Kevin but it sent Ollie, Jeff, Kathy, and me into gales of laughter. Kevin started to put a little heat on his pitches but speed didn’t bother any one of my kids. It was always the distraction that would derail them.
Margaret caught his next pitch and called, “Helen.” She pitched the object to me using her new curve as a distraction. It was a really good one because I bobbled it with my right hand and had to grab it with my left just before it was to hit the floor. But even so, I sent it back to her with a new spin of my own. She copied my bobble intentionally so that she could distract the next player.
“Ollie,” she called and sent it to him from the floor. He laughed as he caught the object and sent it back to her with his signature fast pitch. It practically hit her in the head before she got her hands on it. We all whopped to show our appreciation for his speed and for her save.
“Jeff,” Margaret called bringing him into the catch and sending him the distraction of a slow pitch, a high lob that kept him guessing but eventually he caught the pitch and threw it back to her a bit wild. Every one of us laughed at how hard he tried and his crazy wild pitch. Margaret caught it but nearly fell from her chair.
“Kathy,” came Margaret’s call and the pitch went in her direction. Kathy made all of us laugh because she carried with her the most intense look of seriousness and purpose and she had a constant distraction of nervous urgency. Kathy caught the pitch and joined the catch with a forceful return of a straight fast pitch. Again we whopped for her speed.
On red alert because Margaret had established all of her catches and didn’t have to warn anyone of her intent for the rest of the catch and she also had the option of bringing in a new object. Each player started the catch with 3 objects and could enter new objects after completing a ‘true catch’ with all players in the group.
I was pretty sure that I would be her target. Sure enough the object came flying in my direction aimed to my left which made me catch it in my left hand. When the kids were little, they made me hold my right hand to my side and only use my left hand for the catch. After they got older and better at the catch they allowed me to use my right hand again so that my speed would help them improve.
“Mr. Moon,” I called and sent him a fast side arm. As soon as I released it to him, Lu’s new object entered the game and came to my left side with serious attitude. Not lowering my left hand, I caught her pitch.
“Jeff,” I called and sent him object number 2 in the catch.
Ollie’s pitch came back to me nearly before I could release my pitch to Jeff. I caught it and sent it to Kevin just in time to receive Jeff’s return pitch. I sent that pitch to Lulu as she was trying to bring a new object into the catch.
Kevin caught my pitch and sent it back to me hard and Margaret tried to beat his object with speed as she sent object 2 to me only a millisecond after Kevin’s hard pitch was on its way. I caught a pitch in each hand and pitched them at the same time one to Kathy and one to Jeff. Then I picked up object 3 and introduced it to the game as I sent it to Ollie.
Jeff called, “Kathy,” and pitched it to her a bit wild again. Before Jeff could release his pitch, Kathy called, “Jeff,” and sent her object to him with dead on accuracy. It hit him between the eyes and bounced onto the floor. Jeff let out a cry of painful defeat. Unfortunately for Kathy, she got a partial hand on Jeff’s pitch and it ricocheted off over her head and hit the floor eliminating her from the catch, also.
Ollie seized the opportunity of the double elimination distraction to unseat Margaret with a flicked pitch and she had to dive for it. She barely reached it and volleyed it in Kevin’s direction. Kevin had to dive but he caught it and sent to me. I caught it and sent it to Margaret as I saw that she was about to introduce a new object. As soon as she caught it, I grabbed another of my 3 objects and added it to the catch. I sent it to Margaret just as she had released her pitch to Ollie. She saw the new object too late and it bounced off the end of her finger and off in a direction that no body in the game could get to.
There were now three players remaining, Ollie, Kevin, and me. Playing with three players was a real challenge and a free for all.
While Margaret was being eliminated, Ollie pitched the object to Kevin and Kevin caught it and sent it back to him using a distraction they tried on me when they were little, you’d think they’d know better.
I entered my last object into the catch, unleashing it on Kevin as he sent the other object back to Ollie. Kevin had to move fast to catch the pitch I sent him and he did. When he caught it, I think he surprised himself as he surprised both Ollie and me. Ollie bobbled Kevin’s pitch and was eliminated.
Kevin and I were in the final battle. Kevin sent his fastest pitch ever to me. I screamed with joy as I saw the speed of it for a split second on his return. I caught that pitch and let the momentum of its speed help to propel it out of my hand as I sent it back to him in a wicked underhand. It hit him square in the chest but he couldn’t catch it.
Our next group catch would start with a new lineup in the ranking but I was still ‘The Greater Player’.
You might ask where Henry was during our catch, well, he was inside watching TV, probably some game that he had money on. He only tried to have a catch with us once but I think he got embarrassed because the kids were so good and he was the first to be eliminated. His bruised ego kept him from trying again. That’s my take on it anyway.
Everyone was gone by 8:30, leaving me in my messy house to clean up before I went to bed.
I didn’t mind taking care of my home and cleaning up. I did it with love and I valued the work it took and also valued how nice it was when it was clean and organized, my favorite.
When the dishes were washed and the floors swept, I went to my garden to say a few words and to get some solace from the peace that surrounded the growing vegetables. I talked to them and encouraged them to do their best and without even knowing it they helped me feel better about myself.
I thought about the short conversation I had with Henry and how badly I’d let my feelings get hurt again. “Shame on you, Helen don’t ever do that again.” I scolded.
Systematically locking-up was part of my routine and every detail was taken care of before I headed off to my room.
After I’d taken care of my evening bedtime routine, I set out my clothes for work the next day and packed a bowl. Alone in my room I smoked and dusted that bowl and then crawled into my giant bed.
Slumber didn’t take me for awhile and when I finally fell asleep; my sleep was disturbed by a strange dream. I was wearing a big black hat at someone’s funeral but couldn’t tell whose. I was the only one in black amongst a sea of party colors. Nobody talked to me or even acknowledged my presence. As I was leaving, I turned in the doorway to send some kind of good bye to someone and I heard a voice.
“I guess I’m sorry but I think the real problem was that you tried too hard.”
In my dream Henry was standing next to me but he wasn’t talking to me. He was looking to his left. I looked to see myself laid out in a coffin. Seeing me in the coffin was not anywhere near as disturbing as hearing him say those words, ‘…the real problem was that you tried too hard’.
When I woke up at 4:30 a.m. the dream was still vivid in my memory and I wanted to get rid of it. I went into action, like I do every morning. If all of my business was taken care of, I got to watch the sunrise which has always been a great way to welcome and honor the day.
In the shower I released tears that were part of a mourning process. I was saying good bye to all that went before and crying for a few minutes in regret over taking so long to get the picture. ‘Seize the day’ would be my new motto, so that I don’t ever have to mourn how I’ve used any portion of my life.
Before the sunrise, my sister and I started plans for our third Hawaiian cruise.
To the Ship
Driving