p. 89
With Love and Respect, 
Your Grandfather,
Leonard Samuel Shoen
   You can get tired and quit, or you can get fat and quit.
    but it still stinks.
We did not arrive back in Scottsdale, Arizona until the night of July 25.  This was 
six days after you were born.  My diary for the next day, Sunday, reads,
“Up and did exercises.  To Doc Sam’s.  Mary Anna and Tim are here.  To Mike and  
Christa’s to see new baby, Paul William.  Then to Tatum and visited.  Later to Board of  
Directors meeting.  Then visited again and to bed.”
 
I can remember that your dad and mother were proud of you.  They thought that you 
were the best child, ever.  You were their first child.  All parents seem to want a boy 
first.  They don’t know what they are up against.  If they did they would want a girl.   
They got two so that evens things up a bit.
 
I pray that your life will contain many joyful times, that you will become a big 
league baseball player.  That you will do better than your great, grandfather Shoen.   
Your dad tells me you like the game.  It is a fun game.
 
At nine years of age you can dream.  So why not a big league baseball player.

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