Play Ball

Dovid: How can you take away our one kosher, healthy outlet?

Batsheva: Our children need the space that was created especially for them.

Dovid

One of the best things about our yeshivah’s location was the empty lot next door. It was the perfect spot for a late-night barbeque, kumzitz in the rain, or – of course – our daily game of baseball.

Some of the guys played occasionally, others were regulars. Then there were the mainstays – a few of us who showed up at the lot every bein hasedarim, no matter what, barring extreme weather. It was a great outlet, and it was exercise, too.

It was right before Pesach vacation that we noticed something. First there was a dumpster parked by the lot. Then a bulldozer arrived.

“What’s that for?” Shimmy asked. I shrugged as we made our way to our makeshift field. “Beats me.”