The Joy of Living in a Baseball Card Shop
Back in 5th grade, my folks saw that I was struggling in school. They decided to give me an incentive by way of the all mighty dollar. For each 'A' this hopeless scholastic mess would achieve, I would have $10. $5 for a B. My brain was churning a mile a minute when I heard this news. "Okay, okay, okay...." I thought to myself. "If I make straight A's, that is $80 to take to The Bullpen to spend on baseball cards at the end of the semester! Guess who got straight A's that semester? This guy. The next semester, I
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