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Bill Buckner

September 25, 2006

“There’s just this for consolation: an hour here or there where our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we’ve ever imagined, though everyone but children (and perhaps even they) knows these hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult.”
— Michael Cunningham, The Hours

One comment

  1. Bill Buckner was my hero in the 70s. It was his black bat, charging limp from his Dodgers injury, and his mustache. I remember being happy to have a sprained ankle so I could hobble around the Little League bases like Billy Buck. Thank goodness that the Red Sox finally won the Series. I didn’t have to hide the idolatry of my favorite player anymore.



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