“There was only one night game a year. On the 4th of July, the whole sky would brighten up with fireworks, giving us just enough light for a game. We played our best then because, I guess, we all felt like the big leaguers under the lights of some great stadium. Benny felt like that all the time. We all knew he was gonna go on to bigger and better games because every time we stopped to watch the sky on those nights like regular kids, he was there to call us back. You see, for us, baseball was a game. But for Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez, baseball was life.”
The Sandlot really is the best Fourth of July fim. Happy Independence Day, all! Cheers!
+ Stocking up. + Family cookie painting.
+ Celebrating Independence with s’mores. + Getty architecture.
+ Purging old magazines. + A morning message.
+ I made an afternoon trip to the Getty Museum to see a few of the latest exhibits and for general inspiration. Some of those images will be shared later in the week.
+ At one point, I owned nearly every single issue of Teen Vogue. I’m still in the process of recycling them (going through 2005-2006 issues currently), and it’s such a kick to see how much has changed in less than a decade.
+ Visited the Rose Bowl Flea, again, yesterday. Darn hot out there!
+ Anyone watch Wimbledon? Stoked with the singles’ outcome.
[Photos via iPhone//Instagram: @stephaniesuarez]