When I told my mother about our latest 30 for 30 short film, she laughed and said, "Gee, I wonder who assigned that one." You couldn't blame her for thinking her son pushed the idea on everyone else. Once upon a time, I loved Alfred Slote so much that every bookstore trip unfolded the same way. I darted over to the kids' section, found Slote's baseball books bunched together on a shelf, became giddy for a split second, realized I owned every one of them, then begrudgingly searched for another book.
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