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Usually about once a year or every other year, my assignor would send me and a partner to Borrego Springs to work the varsity game, which was usually about the quality of a JV game. Everybody took turns going out there. Borrego Springs is about 100 miles east of San Diego (but still in the county) in the Anza-Borrego Desert. The temperature was usually somewhere between 90 and 100, and the desert wind always blew straight in from center field. There is no outfield fence. When the grass ends, the desert begins. It didn't matter, as most balls couldn't get that far with the wind.
Loads of fun. We did get travel pay for whoever drove, but it wasn't much.
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Matthew 15:14, 1 Corinthians 1:23-25
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