I love baseball--nothing better on a lazy afternoon than to watch your favorite team, eat hotdogs, and watch a ball on the way out of the park--unless the ball is hit by the opposite team. Then it's "uh, oh, oh, no." When living in Pittsburgh, if I couldn't 
attend a game of the Pittsburgh Pirates, I listened on the radio as I created art on my sewing machine. How I waited for the crack of the bat, the announcer saying "Chicken on the hill with Will," and another home run by Willie Stargell. Stargell owned a chicken carry out on the Hill, a part of Pittsburgh largely African American. When Stargell hit a home run, there was some sort of free chicken for the patrons. I have been on the Hill, but never in Stargell's place. Those were fun days especially after hard work on a doctoral program at the University of Pittsburgh.
"Uh, Oh, Out of the Park," Oil on Canvas Panel, 6" X 6" X 1 1/2," $150 USD
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