Message | I have been a catcher since birth. We're born, not made. My father was born on June 7, and he had a beard and mustache, just like Thurman. This combined with a Yankees household sealed my fate, whether I was a swimmer or not.
Idol worship, combined with a desire to catch the ball, propelled me to a state championship and a lifelong love for dirt, stats, cleats, bats, Yankee logos (I have one tattooed on my left ankle), home plates, and stopping people from reaching their destination unhindered.
Thurman, you created my childhood, one summer at a time, after your death. You made me lead the team, call the play, encourage the pitcher, and set my legs against the bitch who was going to take my home plate.
Thank you.
Love, daphne |