To the Moms

One day when I was little, after my brothers Jeff and Greg ruined my only baseball, my mother  bought me a $5 one from the back of a Honeycomb cereal box. It was “autographed” by the ’90 Yankees.

When it finally arrived after many, many weeks, I bought a plastic case to preserve my new prized possession (The case cost more than the ball itself did). The still-pristine ball holds prime real estate on my shelf today. Wouldn’t give it up for anything.

Moms, never underestimate the impact a seemingly small gesture can have on your kids. Thanks for all you do.

Love you all (especially you, Mom)

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