Peeping Chuck

I guess if your home has a sliding glass door, you’re practically inviting woodchucks to peek inside.

I can’t be mad at woodchucks, though. Many years ago, there was a woodchuck who lived at the base of the left field fence on our softball field. One night I hit a line drive that rolled to the fence… and then down to woodchuck hole! The ground rules didn’t cover it, so I got to stroll around the bases for a leisurely home run while the left fielder loudly let the woodchuck know exactly what he thought of it.

I wonder how many balls I’d have to hit before that happened again.

About leeduigon

I have lived in Metuchen, NJ, all my life. I have been married to my wife Patricia since 1977. I am a former newspaper editor and reporter. I was also the owner-operator of my own small business for several years. I wrote various novels and short stories published during 1980s and 1990s. I am a long-time student of judo and Japanese swordsmanship (kenjutsu). I also play chess, basketball, and military and sports simulations. View all posts by leeduigon

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