THE BIG RED MACHINE

A couple of days ago my book tour took me Cincinnati.  I was at Joseph-Beth Booksellers for a reading and then a radio interview with Barbara Gray who hosts the wonderfully intelligent program Around Cincinnati on  WVXU 91.7.  The reading and interview both went really well.  And it would have been a perfect trip had I remembered my suitcase which was left sitting in my living room in Nashville.  Oh well, minor setback.

But truthfully, the highlight of this trip for me was the time I spent at the Great American Ballpark on the banks of the Ohio River.  My dad and I spent a lot of hours watching Cincinnati Reds’ baseball on television when I was little girl.  Bench, Rose, Concepion, Morgan, Geronimo — they were my heroes. My dad and I never went to a game together, and he passed away three years ago now.  So it felt like I was making a pilgrimage of sorts, for both of us.

I ate hot dogs, Cracker Jacks, ice cream, peanuts — all part of the journey — and the Reds won.  And my dad, well, he was there with me.

(p.s. Looking for the ballpark with the best food??  Let me know what you think!)

Posted July 22, 2009 at 8:40 am · 4 comments