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 “Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.”  -James 1:4

 Late summer softball in the Presidio is forcing something unnatural.  In the midst of a fifty mile fog bank flooding in from the Pacific at 15 miles per hour, our outfielders could be forgiven if they couldn’t tell what the fuck was happening at the plate, nevermind having a fair hope of catching anything for the duration of our double-header last night.  The first game was competitive, but a smash to the cumulus cloud that was center field virtually guaranteed the opposition of their game-clinching grand slam.  We lose again.  Ah, but what of the second game?  Suddenly every one was finding ways to scratch and claw their way on base, our infield defense became a lock box and there was even an unbelievable running catch in center right field. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, after a summer of softball, Some Other Team has their first-ever victory.  (Technically a win by forfeit, due to a girl shortage).

This is really funny, right?

Homecoming 1 Hour Photos:

corinne

jill and nowell @ the dumpling king

to-shi-o

bulldogger and me

my room

in front of the church of light

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We have approached the beginning of finals week at the Academy and it already feels like summer (although: it’s California–it always feels like summer). The sun is hot, the tides are strong, and the parking lots, depending I guess on one’s academic performance, are either half empty or half full. Graduation is on Saturday and the T.S. Golden Bear sets sail at 08:00 on Sunday . All hands must be present at 07:00. I got my cabin key and stopped in for a peek this afternoon. The room was unexpectedly huge with a private bathroom and a handsomely upholstered easy chair. Best of all, there was a recent Penthouse in the top drawer of the dresser, where you’d find the bible in any motel.