When the hotel fitness center closed early,I took to the streets of Louisville for exercise.
On Main Street,
I trailed the Walk of Fame.
I sought,
and found
my childhood hero.
Recuerdo Roberto.
See you along the Trail.
My hero’s bat
Filed under Baseball, Louisville, Photo
Along the Graybeard Trail 
Reblogged this on womencommunicate and commented:
Mark, bueno! You’ve helped me recall a moment, when I sat on a bench seat in a hot Chapel Hill basketball haven, and saw a skinny young Michael Jordan seem to FLY to the basket. I felt joy in my witness. No boorish Heisman winner nor fallen New York slugger can take away that moment. Recuerdo Roberto, si.
Glad to help. I was blessed to see Clemente play in person several times.