Parents want their children to be able to play, to be part of a team … and to be chosen for the team … with enthusiasm. At a Miracle League game, parents can be a buddy or sit in the bleachers and watch their children play baseball. They can be helpers on the field or part of the cheering section.

Nine boys to a side, four already chosen, ten positions left, and the captains look us over. They choose the popular ones fast … and now the choice is hard because we’re all so much the same, not so hot – and then they are going to their last grudging choices, a show kid for catcher and someone to stick out in right field where nobody hits. … Just once I’d like Daryl to pick me first. I’ve never been chosen with any enthusiasm.
Garrison Keillor

My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, “You’re tearing up the grass.” “We’re not raising grass,” Dad would reply. “We’re raising boys.”
Harmon Killebrew

Rich, Alex, Dawn

Rich, Alex, Dawn