Someone to Sit in the Foxhole: A Grandfather’s Speech That Changed Everything

down.

Some looked away like I’d turned on a light in a place they didn’t want seen.

Maya didn’t flinch.

Tyler swallowed.

Nobody answered.

So I did something I hadn’t planned.

I stood up and reached into my blazer pocket.

Pulled out a baseball.

Old. Scuffed. Faded stitching.

Tyler’s eyes widened. “Is that—”

“Yeah,” I said. “Ski’s.”

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