tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435555381626199198.post4459631728203379478..comments2023-12-03T03:15:15.755-06:00Comments on Mike Lanting Reflections: Summer of 62Reflections On Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15446541371178361613noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435555381626199198.post-80270696496009841722008-03-15T22:16:00.000-05:002008-03-15T22:16:00.000-05:00Unfortunately brother you hit the ball to right fi...Unfortunately brother you hit the ball to right field. When I played there I always hit it to left field and over the fence over the Haan's house and I swear sometimes It would land not on 103rd Place but almost always make it to 103rd Street. It would then bounce into a CTA bus full of passengers who would just shake their head and say that must of been that Lanting kid. Most of them called me Babe.<BR/>To make you feel better I was the one who paid for the window out of my milk money. In fact the summer of '62 I paid for unbreakable glass in every window of the school. I know this comes as a surprise after all these years but I had your back then Bro and still doAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com