One last shot from New York Baseball Trip #1: Parrot on the Staten Island Ferry just after sunrise.
We're returning for New York Baseball Trip #2 next month (to see the Mets on September 22). While every game has had a certain amount of emotion associated with it (which I expect to continue), I'm kind of glad that I have the two big minefields out of the way. Not that I expect that a visit to, say, PNC Park will ever be NOT be fraught with emotion, but I cling to a tiny bit of hope that it won't be as bad in the future.
Maybe. At some undefined point in the distant future. Very distant.