Some things run through families generation after generation. Some of them are not pleasant while some are a much-cherished item. Some families have generations of doctors, writers, or certain noses, chins, or even a certain laugh. While I am aware that family traits are not limited to just one thing, I am going to talk about one trait that seems to be shared in my family line. Perhaps by sharing this family attribute it will give you some ideas in how to tell part of your family story. So what is it that threads its way from generation to generation in my family? It is baseball.
My father Charles Moore was the first baseball player I know of in my family. In the 1930s in the midst of the Great Depression, he was able to obtain work due to his skills at playing baseball. He was able to land a job at a lumber mill because he had the ability to play second base for the mill’s baseball team. Many large employers would find work for people who could play ball for the company’s baseball team. These teams played very competitive schedules, and it was not unknown for these players to make it to baseball’s Major League. While playing baseball, they still were expected to put in a days work at the employer’s place of business. I wish I had a picture of my father playing ball, but I do not. The earliest picture I have of him is about 1941 in his army uniform. He was playing for a different team then.
I am the weak link in the talent for playing baseball. While I did play some Little League and much sandlot baseball, I was never able to do much else. What I did do was watch hours of baseball on television some of it with my father. It was here that the start of my education on the strategy of the game began. He would point out what the defense was or should be doing. Different pitching approaches and what the batter should be doing. What skills are needed for each position and what is expected from each player. Then we would laugh when Dizzy Dean would start singing the “Wabash Cannon Ball” during his broadcast. So I also learned that baseball had great humor. It was an education that stayed with me to this very day. I was able to put it to very good use as I started coaching baseball at the age of 16. I coached my first youth baseball team before I could drive. Lucky for me the field was not far away. I would continue to coach for many years at all levels from seven-year-olds to town teams with players up to 18 years of age.
I was able to coach each of my three children. They had the talent to play the game that I lacked. My oldest son Charles was to play all through high school even being named MVP for his team. My other son Jacob was a dominate pitcher in Little League. He was also one of the best contact hitters I have ever coached. He was not able to play in high school due to his Spina Bifida. However not one to be kept down he made the high school swim team. The youngest was my daughter Pam. She played hardball with the boys in Little League. Her last year playing she had the highest batting average on her team. All three of my children have coached or helped coach their baseball teams and have done a good job
I have four grandchildren two boys and two girls, and they all have or are playing baseball. They all seem to have a great talent for the game, so I did not curse them. But what I find even better they enjoy the game. It has to be the family’s genes. .
So what family activity runs through your family? How has it tied the generations together? I am sure that it would be a story worth writing down to be shared with future generations.