The Final Post

I know it has been forever since the trip ended, but I just got back home from Kanakuk Kamps so this was my first chance to reminisce.  I must say that the two weeks we spent on the road, as of right now, go down as the greatest two weeks of my life.  Last night looking at pictures for the first time since the trip, my brain was flooded with memories.  Amazing memories.  I remember walking to Fenway and thinking to myself "Luke, how many people get to to this? This is amazing."  I think this trip had a sense of wonder.  Wonder that you have as a child but sometimes lose during adolescence and becoming an adult.  We so many moments of wonder.  I'm smiling thinking about the Taco Bell dance video, my ridiculous beard, Nolan and Peter sleeping in a tent IN the hotel room.  When you do work like water flowers, you have time to think to yourself.  I could just let my mind wander back to the trip, and for just a little bit I could hear the crowd, smell the hot dogs, feel the sun, and get just a pinch of wonder for a few fleeting seconds.  What a trip.

Luke

P.S. Big Shout out to Allen Vaughn!  Loved the article!  

what a trip! It is deffinantly one of the coolest things I have ever been able to do. We planned for like 5 months.... at the beginning I was like this is just going to be something we talk about doing but never actually do. But we made it happen. It feels wierd to be back in Bolivar. I am so used to being on the trip... on the road... always on the move. Our days were filled to the brim and then some. But it was good, I couldnt wait to wake up and do it again the next day. Now I have so much free time in Bolivar, and it feels like there is absolutly nothing to do lol. and compared the city there really is literally nothing to do ; ) (I couldnt imagine living in a Big city and then moving to a small town.)

This was awesome because it was really the last time I will get to see Nolan and Luke much before college starts and we all go our seperate ways. It will be wierd without them.... they have been my best friends forever and they will be missed enormously!

This trip made me remember all the reason I ever wanted to play baseball in the major leagues. The smell of fresh cut grass, the diving plays, the sound the ball makes when it hits the bat, getting a walk off hit, seeing that fastball or hanging curveball and knowing that the pitcher made a mistake, the fans, the ballparks, baseball...you have to love it!

The trip is now over.... but the memories that we made will last us a lifetime. and who knows, maybe we will be lucky enough to do this again someday!

-peter