The sun beat down on us as we left Cedar Point—the famous amusement park in Sandusky, Ohio. My daughter and son had joined me for a day of scaring ourselves on world-class roller coasters. As we pulled back into my father-in-law’s house, my son said, “See you at the game in a couple hours.”
“You bet,” I replied.
I grabbed some dinner and caught up with the rest of the family. As I settled in and got comfortable, it got harder to think of driving down to Orrville—a little town about an hour away—to watch my son’s adult fastpitch softball game.
But I had promised. So, I jumped in the car, joined by my twin daughters. They chose the music and, windows down to enjoy the rapidly cooling night air, we slid into the twilight. As we drove, we passed through other small towns, seeing high school and youth football and soccer teams finishing practice—parents and kids mingling beneath the trees, chatting, and enjoying their time together before heading home.
