Last Sunday we took my 6 year old nephew Clarke to see the local minor league team play. The Travelers play in a brand spanking new facility across the river in North Little Rock. I had never been there before. It is a real jewel. To see for yourself hit the link: http://www.travs.com/multimedia/dspark/
Anyway, we had great seats. We were at ground level between home plate and the 3rd base dugout. The sun was warm but a cool breeze was in our face. The little guy was resplendent in his Oakland A's cap and Travelers shirt. He had a hot dog in one hand and a bottle of water in the other.
He took a bite of his hot dog and after taking a look around said, " This is just the best."
Kurt Vonnegut wrote that he had a favorite uncle back in Indiana who used to say, "If this isn't nice, I don't know what is."
I don't know, off the top of my head, if there's a better way to spend a beautiful Sunday afternoon than to go to the ballpark with people that you love.
If that isn't nice I don't know what is. It's just the best.