I recently was contacted by our city’s minor league baseball team, the Hickory Crawdads.  It would seem that a good friend had given them my name as a possible back-up PA announcer for games.  They wanted to know if I would be interested in filling in for the regular announcer on selected games.

As I usually do, I told them I would think about it and get back to them about whether or not I would be interested.  After thinking about it over the weekend, I decided to accept their offer.

I will shadow the regular PA announcer this upcoming Thursday and then do my first games on Saturday evening….turns out it’s a double header that night.  I did have to secure a copy of my social security card from the school system to get the paperwork filled out properly and that took a bit of doing.

The person I spoke with didn’t realize this would be my second stint as the Crawdad’s PA announcer.  When the team first moved to Hickory I had tried out for the job and although I didn’t get the position, I did get hired as a back-up.  I also would help with scoreboard operations and keeping score.

So yet another part-time job has come my way….I’m excited about working as a PA announcer again, a job that I was introduced to forty-one years ago when I worked for the local recreation department as a scorekeeper/announcer…..Round and round the circle of life goes.

David Lee

Fragile

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are, how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are, how fragile we are
How fragile we are, how fragile we are

“Missing”

I step off the train
I’m walking down your street again
And past your door
But you don’t live there anymore

It’s years since you’ve been there
Now you’ve disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You’ve found some better place

And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain

Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone
We’d walk behind while you would run

I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout
Down to me
Where I always used to be

And I miss you –
Like the deserts miss the rain

Back on the train
I ask why did I come again
Can I confess
I’ve been hanging around your old address?

And the years have proved
To offer nothing since you moved
You’re long gone
But I can’t move on

And I miss you –
Like the deserts miss the rain

I step off the train
I’m walking down your street again
And past your door
I guess you don’t live there anymore

It’s years since you’ve been there
Now you’ve disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You’ve found some better place

And I miss you –
Like the deserts miss the rain

And I miss you –
Like the deserts miss the rain (deserts miss the rain)