“Whooooomp…whooomp…whomp.” The wind mill blades started turning slowly, as if the wind had trouble pushing the enormous blades. But move they did, round and round and round, settling into a steady rhythm on the hot summer day in Little Chute,...
We like to celebrate tradition — and what’s more traditional than baseball, the old ball game? Whether it’s the crack of the bat against the ball, or those glorious afternoons and evenings of summer fun, it’s a sport North Americans love! I...