That trip to CitiField to see the Mets play the Nationals two weekends back was exactly what our family needed on the night before the services for my sweet middle sister Frannie.
My dear wife Karen and I had planned for more than a month to drive down from Syracuse with terrific daughter Elisabeth and her fantastic significant George Three on the Saturday of Labor Day Weekend to meet at the baseball stadium with the Long Island half of the family.
And then we decided to continue that part of the reunion even though our sister passed away the Wednesday before the trip. Her husband Jack wished the eight of us well but decided he couldn’t bring himself to attend the night, saying he’d see us all the next day.
Yes, we celebrated Frannie at the Mets’ house.
You can tell by the looks on our faces that the five hours in the car didn’t take away any of our enthusiasm for this encounter.
The Long Island contingent didn’t have that long to travel, so we entered the stadium before they arrived.
We settled into our seats high up in the promenade section, in left field. Then we all left again to buy food and drinks.
Before game time, Long Island came to Flushing.
The Mets won the game, too. And afterward, they shot off fireworks, from down on the field and up top on the rim of the stadium.
In the coming days, I’ll post cool stadium shots, field shots, and fireworks shots.
Where is the neatest place you’ve met a large group of family members? Why did you pick that place? Which is your favorite photo, and why?