"Gosh golly gee!" At first, you couldn't see the man who seemed to be politely, yet angrily, yelling. But then, the oldest man you've ever seen emerged from his front door holding your baseball. The baseball had just gone through his window. "Sorry for cursing, youngster!" the old man continued. "You surprised me. I'll tell ya what, I'll forget this here baseball went through my winder if y'all can sit a spell and and hear some old yarns."