Editor's note: While serving a mission with his wife in the Utica New York Mission, George L. Eads of Bremerton, Wash., met Tom Greenwood, who shared this story. The year was 1960, about 50 years ago now, and I was experiencing my first year of classroom teaching and coaching varsity baseball and basketball near Arlington Memorial High School in the southern Vermont town of Arlington.
On this particular early spring day, our baseball team boarded three or four station wagons and departed midday over the mountain to play an early season non-league scrimmage game against Jacksonville/Whitingham on a field there that appeared to be in the middle of an old pasture.