The young boy listened intently as his grandpa showed him different types of baseball gloves. He called them ‘Mitts" but that didn't matter. He told the kid a new glove had to be conditioned and using a little bit of glove oil or even baby oil, would assure a long-lasting mitt. He showed the boy how to punch the pocket to get it to form to his hand and finally he told him he had to play catch a lot to make that pocket his and his alone. "That's why ballplayers don't like to let anyone else use their mitt because it would lose its shape," he told him. They looked at several mitts and settled on a Raleigh, a well known and trusted company for many years. As a matter of fact, his grandpa had an old Raleigh on the back seat of his truck. It was older than he was and showed the signs of many games and many catches. They left the store, him carrying the box that contained his real big kid mitt. “How about a game of catch when we get home grandpa? The old man smiled and nodded his head knowing it would be the first of many



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