The Influence Of The Baseball Cap

I remember a lesson as a young child at six years old about accepting responsibility for my actions. One day while playing baseball with some neighborhood kids, my baseball cap went missing at the playground. Later on that evening I played in a little league baseball game at the local park. One of my teammates left his baseball cap on the bench after the game as he walked away. I decided that I would replace my stolen cap with the cap he left behind. When I got home, my mother asked me about the cap I was wearing. I told her that someone took my cap when I was playing in the playground earlier, and now I have a new cap. My mother took the cap from me, and looked inside to see if there was a name in the cap. The hat had Joey’s name and address