Hope

There are three and a half pages of Church listings in the Wilmington Area phone book, followed by listings for Cigar and Cigarette Lighters; so if you’re not in church, and you’re not jogging, you’re probably smoking on a Sunday morning. Two Sundays ago, I run to the park and the usually deserted baseball field has a couple of observers. There are two black men sitting side-by-side in the bleachers, right next to the dugout. They peer out at the ball field, not talking much, occasionally taking a phone call, or a drag of a cigarette. I nod hello and continue my laps around the field, and we all go about our business without much interest in the others’. Around Lap 4, the men start to chat and look around the field, and I notice that they start to take an interest in my run around the bleachers.