My dad was a baseball nut. When the Senators came back to town in the late 80s, we attended 20+ home games a year, plus we traveled to watch them. We had some great teams then, winning the eastern league. After my dad died it took something out of me and i didn't go as often. Then with my daughter playing and me coaching up and down the Est coast every weekend didn't give much time. I find it almost poetic my daughter now works for the team her grandfather loved and is helping me get back to the island.