Reclined in his recliner in front of the TV in the den, surrounded by reminders of the children, Frank Sr. will watch the 11 p.m. news and occasionally see on the screen his recliner and his TV and his den, footage that two local stations taped there when Frank Jr. was finally drafted a mere two years ago. The draft-day scene will pop up on channel 3 or channel 9, usually spliced into highlights of a Thomas home run from earlier in the evening.
"He's made me prouder than a father could be," Frank Sr. says at such moments. He then makes a needless apology for his pride. "I don't mean to talk so long," he says. "But sometimes when the memories come back like this, it's hard to stop them."
Especially these days, when the memories are just beginning.