The image on my 07/27/23 postcard may not be one I’d typically choose to display on my wall, but it captures a distinctly American experience. If you’ve ever played or watched baseball or softball, whether in your youth or as an adult, the sight of a dugout is familiar. Stepping into an empty dugout before a game starts, a world of potential possibilities unfolds before you, igniting a blend of anxiety, exhilaration, and the desire to prove yourself. Dugouts are sprinkled across the nation, and this particular one is in Bullhead Park.
It rained on us during our walk, so I didn’t get many pictures. However, it…
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