By special request, a retrospective of Ian Happ through the baseball years as he readies himself at the top of the lineup again today for the Cubs’ afternoon start at Wrigley. The sequence is: Mt. Lebanon Devils (High School), Harwich Mariners (Cape Cod League), Cincinnati Bearcats (College), Eugene Emeralds (Short A), South Bend Cubs (Full A), Myrtle Bech Pelicans (Advanced A), Tennessee Smokies (Double A), Mesa Solar Sox (Arizona Fall League), Cubs Spring Training, Iowa Cubs (Triple A), and the Chicago Cubs (Major League).
It’s been nearly seven years since I blogged about Joseph-Beth, and it was great to see on our recent trip to Cincy that this independent bookseller is still going strong. Such a pleasure to browse there, discovering many titles published in the UK market last year and translated into Amer-english in 2017. Long may Joseph-Beth live in bricks & mortar!
A beautiful evening yesterday, with our eldest Cincinnati granddaughter, Chaya Gittel Goldberg being awarded her 8th grade diploma. The poise with which she carried herself, and her heartfelt remarks, made us all proud. Her artistic flair in helping create her class yearbook was evident, and it was great to witness this wonderful milestone as a family.
CSN Chicago is already dubbing last night’s contest on ESPN “The Ian Happ Game”, no doubt because he homered in two of his first three at bats producing 4 RBIs that would be more than the margin of victory in a 7-6 game giving the Cubs a sweep of their midwest rivals.
And what a showcase for Ian to display his talents in the leadoff spot for the Cubs, on a national stage.
Reticent to bask in the spotlight, Ian was nudged to the top of the dugout stairs by teammates who sensed how electrified the Wrigley fans were by his second blast with two runners on base in the 4th inning. He acknowledged that the curtain call was an awesome moment.
As manager Joe Maddon observed after the game, “I means this guy, they struck him out a couple of times, but he’s really dangerous when that bat comes through. He’s going to continue to do a better job of knowing what not to swing at.” What is Joe referring to? As I’ve pointed out before, as good as Ian’s judgment of the strike zone is, he has one Achilles Heel which is the off-speed pitch that drops below the strike zone as it crosses the plate – which he invariably gets on a two strike count and seems to have difficulty not swinging at (when you’re talking baseball, you can end a sentence with a preposition).
Zack and Yaffa’s last name is officially “Stern”, but they were channeling a special spirit this afternoon. Zack’s mother Eva had a departing favor that she asked before passing away (at too young an age), and that was to be remembered. Ironically Zack’s Hebrew name is “Zecharya”, and if one follows the custom of omitting the last letter as to not form G-d’s name, the Hebrew becomes the same spelling as the English “Zachary”. Inherent in Zack’s name is the act of remembering, and this afternoon’s simcha will be memorable to us for many years to come on so many different levels.
… and there is no one around to hear it, did it make a sound? Silly question, isn’t it. Of course it emits a stimulus that makes a sound, irrespective of whether there was anyone around to witness the auditory event. End of discussion. Or is it?
A philosopher might argue that it hinges on your view of radical skepticism.
A physicist might posit that it emits compression waves, but not sound until the vibrations are interpreted as such.
In other words, the question isn’t so silly when you consider the cilia.
After all, an individual with hearing loss can still experience a sound event by detecting compression waves. Perhaps it all boils down to this:
Uh-oh! Giving books away is an essential step in Marie Kondo’s method to decluttering and organizing your personal spaces. (It’s a good thing Miriam doesn’t read my blogs.)
But seriously … Dr. Christiane Northrup provides a nice snapshot of the Kondo deeds. The challenge of course is not to let stuff accumulate in the first place that needs to be purged in your once yearly surge of Spring decluttering. Easier said than done!