Dreams of Bicycles and Baseball

摘要

In lieu of an abstract, below is the essayu27s first paragraph.u22Itu27s 7:30 p.m. and I sit on the couch of my cold, weather-beaten trailer with my peanut butter and jelly sandwich in hand, and Joey, my kid brother, sitting at my feet. Itu27s March and our parents died last December, right before the holidaysu27 They were out Christmas shopping for Joeyu27s u22bigu22 gift. They found his new green and blue mountain bike tangled in the mess, which later, they confirmed was their car. Life just hasnu27t been the same without extra laughs and hugs. Somehow, Joey has been handling it better; he has baseball to keep his mind busy.u22