Dear Dad:

Remember last summer, when I drove home for the College World Series with Tex, and you and E2 came with us to the Sunday afternoon game? It was ridiculously hot for being only 80 out, and you bought us all giant sodas and hamburgers, and they had that funky garlic ketchup that we thought was so interesting. Remember that?

Tonight I bought a whole bottle of that garlic ketchup on sale for $1.11. I don't like ketchup, and even hamburgers are a little dodgy. The memory of that day, however, is delicious.