You can't force summer to arrive; it comes on its own time. However, when it does finally make its appearance, it's a subtle yet profound moment.
Joe Castiglione's voice has anchored my perception of summer, accompanying me through memories tied to family, baseball, and the changing seasons.
For nine months, baseball marks our time with consistent schedules and significant events, a comforting presence that disappears suddenly at the season's end.
Initially, I may not miss baseball's regular presence at summer's close, especially after a disappointing season, but its absence soon reshapes my experience.
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