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To: Rambi who wrote (19234)	3/13/1999 12:09:00 PM
From: Don Pueblo	Respond to of 71178

It is amazing to me how these things can shape lives. I wanted to play baseball when I was a kid. My dad was not interested in it, and I never really got around to learning anything about it. One day in the 4th grade, the other kids were playing baseball. So I asked if I could play too. They said "Sure". I got to bat. I missed. 3 times. Two of the other kids started laughing at me and calling me names. I stopped playing baseball, never played again. It took me a very long time to figure out that some people didn't really care if I succeeded, and a few of them actually wanted me to fail. So now, I stay clean, don't play dirty, and do what I damn want. I encourage Luke. I never tell him he is bad, or he can't do something. If he draws a picture, I don't say it's good or bad, I just tell him I like it. If he acts bad, I tell him he is acting bad. The toughest thing we have ever done to him is both mom and dad went to another room and closed the door when he was acting like a dillweed. He really freaked. That is all the discipline he has ever required! He can drive. (Don't tell his mom.) When he and I go somewhere at night, in town, he sits on my lap and drives home. That's how I learned to drive, and it worked well for me, I've never had an accident in 35 years of driving. Also, there is a bully at his preschool, and I am teaching Luke a bit of martial arts, so at the appropriate point, he can kick the little bastard's ass. Hee hee. And here's the really good part: he loves baseball. He can pitch, he can throw, he can catch. He can bat righty and lefty, (just decided he wanted to try it both ways, I didn't say good or bad) and he can hit the ball if it's a good pitch. And the rascal is only 3 1/2 years old! What's that noise I hear in the back yard????