Ten minutes ago I settled down to take a nap. I had Pardon The Interruption on in the background but wasn't really paying attention. My dog was fidgeting around trying to get comfortable while simultaneously taking up 2/3 of my bed. I, myself found a comfortable spot and was just about out of consciousness when I heard "Swing and a loooooong drive....".
Immediately I snapped out of my daze. The voice continued, "...that ball's outta here". For a moment I thought that I merely dreamed that Harry had left us and that with his deep voice resonating from my television I was back listening to the legendary voice of the Philadelphia Phillies.
And then reality hit. I was hearing a commercial for Super Pretzels. They were trying to say that their pretzels were just as good as ballpark pretzels and there was no need to go to the park. The commercial commenced with an old black and white photo of Harry the K and the text of "Harry, we will miss you" in the bottom right corner.
I'm not trying to play into the dramatics, but I turned into a Native American watching someone litter. A single tear rolled down my cheek. It was two months ago tomorrow that Harry left us. It still feels like yesterday. RIP HK.
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