When I was a teenager, I often served as an umpire for Little League baseball games. I think the man behind the plate got twenty dollars a game. Or maybe it was ten; I don’t remember for certain, because it was the sort of thing I’d have done for free. The players were mostly good kids, and the parents in the stands didn’t generally take things too s…
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