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One Big Leaguer’s Story. Episode 5
“Can’t talk to ya today, Nate, Dad’s doing poorly and I need to take care of things. We have him in ice water as his temperature is so high. He over worked himself yesterday in the heat and it got to him. The doctor stopped out here late yesterday and will be back this morning. Thinks he will be okay with the ice getting the temperature down.”
“Okay, Try, I’ll talk with you tomorrow. Hope your Pa feels better.”
“Thanks Nate, so long. Talk to you tomorrow.”
Try hung up the phone and walked toward the back of the old farmhouse where the bedrooms were to check on his father. The ice had been doing the trick and his father’s temperature had been coming down, just like the doctor said. Didn’t always go the way the doctor expected though, as Try remembered all those years ago.
When they were kids, the boys had built their little sister a tree house of sorts. It was barely off the ground, but little Ruthie loved it. She was quite the reader at seven years old and would sit up there and read all day long in the summer. One day two of her older brothers thought it would be fun to sneak up on her and scare her. Try shook his head and told them to leave her alone, but they wouldn’t listen. They frightened her alright and she got so angry that she turned around and took a swing at them. They ducked and she went right over them out of the treehouse head first into the ground. The doctor came and said it was a concussion, but she would be alright in a day or so. Ruthie smiled at her brothers and told them she would get even with them. The boys all laughed, gave Ruthie a kiss and got back to doing what boys do in the summertime without school to take charge of their days. Try’s grandfather was still alive when Ruthie was born and he had said she was the spitting image of his mother, the matriarch of the farm. It was clear her great-grandmother’s fight was in her too.
The doctor came back the next day and something was just not right with Ruthie. And before they knew it, she was gone. It was hard for all of them, for so long. Try kept replaying and replaying and replaying it all over again and again in his mind. He should have stopped his brothers, he was the oldest it was his responsibility. His brothers felt guilt like they had never known, a little fun went so wrong. And Try’s parents were devastated, their youngest and only girl had died. Eventually they all came to terms with it, they had to, and they got on with the business of living.
When Try reached his father’s bedroom, he was astonished because there his father was, up and about! “Dad, what are ya doin’?! The doctor said stay in bed until the fever’s down!”
“It is down, don’t fret none! I don’t think much of them doctors anyway, I know what’s good for me!”
Suddenly, they both became quiet. Then Try said, “Dad, I’m remembering Ruthie and,” but his father stopped him. “I know son, me too. She was special, wasn’t she now.”
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