I don't have access to facebook, but this jogs memories of good times playing little league against each other and I still remember the time your scored a winning run from second base when I threw a ball away from first base trying to catch you at third and you cruised in for the winning run as the ball rolled down the left foul line area.
There were some really good times during those days. And I learned a lot about life and how to behave correctly (if I wanted to play). Like the time I was pitching and my father was field umpire and missed a call at second that extended an inning. That was really pleasant for me when I went back to the dugout. I remember telling him the guy was clearly out (which he was, but dad expected the play at first rather than a force out at second) after the game. But I learned you keep playing even when the call goes against you and that was far more valuable than winning or losing a game.
I still carry those lessons with me today along with fond memories, even of my errors(which were too many to remember).
I totally LOVE the page and am learning so much about the place we have called home for the past 13 years. Thank you for creating the page. I have seen a recent influx of similar pages for middle Georgia and everyone seems to really enjoy sharing memories with others.
kenny i remember working with you on night shift at the sherriffs office. i dont know if you remember me or not but im rudys cousin. i was a booking sgt. im glad to see you doing this rudy would have loved it. there were a few wild nights back then with the inmates. i just wanted to hollow at you to say hello.do you remember the old tampa cafe? i just learned about you doing this so i havent read very much of it but i intend to. i live in douglasville now. a friend betty harrell
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Lisa Crenshaw Wainright
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09/03/11 at 05:36 AM
Kenny Green;Class of 1980?
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I don't have access to facebook, but this jogs memories of good times playing little league against each other and I still remember the time your scored a winning run from second base when I threw a ball away from first base trying to catch you at third and you cruised in for the winning run as the ball rolled down the left foul line area.
There were some really good times during those days. And I learned a lot about life and how to behave correctly (if I wanted to play). Like the time I was pitching and my father was field umpire and missed a call at second that extended an inning. That was really pleasant for me when I went back to the dugout. I remember telling him the guy was clearly out (which he was, but dad expected the play at first rather than a force out at second) after the game. But I learned you keep playing even when the call goes against you and that was far more valuable than winning or losing a game.
I still carry those lessons with me today along with fond memories, even of my errors(which were too many to remember).