Soon the dust settled in Caleb’s life. Spring came on with all its brightness, freshness and beauty. Plants and flowers blossomed. The grass was green and ripe for baseball. Caleb was now approaching eight and longed to play on a little league team. Grams could make ends meet with the money entrusted to her in the will, but extras were always hard to fit into the budget. Little League costs were not cheap. There was a league starting at the local park and Caleb begged to be a part of it. Grams thought this over and worked out a deal with Caleb. The fee would be paid, but Caleb would work off the other expenses by cutting grass, garbage duty and other chores that could be found. Yeah, it was agreed! Caleb was ecstatic and took time to prepare himself. All the time spent watching and learning this game would soon pay off. He could almost hear his name being called on the roster and a fly ball being hit to left field. The roar of the crowds as he rounded third base for home lifted him to a new high.