Curb cut, Mr. Mayor

Eric's baseball team had a game at Overlook Park in north Portland last night.  We played David Douglas.  Not sure why two eastside teams had a game way over there...

The parking lot was taken over by an outdoor festival.   We drove down Overlook on the north (?) side of the park.  We parked at the corner of Melrose and Overlook.  We were lucky to get a corner spot so we had room to let are lift down.

The baseball field was close, but there was no curb cut on the corner.  I thought about the pothole signs around the city that the Mayor had posted for people to alert the city of potholes that need fixing.  A public park should have curb cuts at every corner.  There should be a phone number for that!

Jodie and I motored wheelchair and scooter down Overlook, over the giant speed bump, until we found a driveway.  We drove on the sidewalk back to the field.  The sidewalk was old cement tiles crumple by huge tree roots.  One had a 4 inch drop!    I'm not going to complain...I realize this world is not made for us.

We sat on a very high, steep hill over looking the field.  Coach saw is and asked if we were going to  come down the hill...with a grin on his face.

Turned out the son of dear friends of our were on the other team.  We had a wonderful visit with Barby and Larry, and her parents, Jim and Judy.

Big unit pitched an  inning.  One hit...then 3 outs...bang, bang, bang!