23 years

You’re going have to bear with me because I’m not going to talk much about APBA in this article.  I’m going to talk about my wife, Joan. 

You see, it’s our 23rd anniversary today.

Twenty-three years ago today, we were married outside at my parents’ lake.  Shortly afterwards, we went on our honeymoon.  Do you know where we went?  Cooperstown, New York.  Yes, we went to the Baseball Hall of Fame on our honeymoon.  Not only that, she braved the crowds of red and saw the inductions of Johnny Bench and Carl Yastrzemski.  I figured then that she was a keeper.  It was the Tigers-Twins game at the old Tigers Stadium in Detroit a few days later that was the clincher.

My wife is a casual baseball fan at best.  But she supports my love of the game more than I probably deserve.  From the APBA weekends that I’m gone to the Illinois Baseball games I attend to my endless web projects which bring me bring me fulfillment, she gets me.  She puts up with my weirdness while giving our two kids a sense of stability I probably couldn’t. 

So for one day a year, she at least deserves a mention on a blog about dice baseball game.