Tim would load up Hondo and Jim every year in his jalopy and make their yearly pilgrimage to Cincinnati Reds’ Riverfront Stadium(now, no longer exists) and they saw some great players LIVE too: Dale Murphy who in 1982 and 1983 was the MLB’s MVP, World Series champion, Bobby Bonilla, and Louisville Redbird’s own batting star, Andy Van Slyke, and home-run king, Barry Bonds. Great times, but unfortunately not for the Reds, but in 1990 things changed, Cincinnati Reds swept the Oakland A’s in 4 to win their 5th World Series. These were fun times even though those long treks would wear them all out, their diseases were and still are so taxing on their lives.
Hondo has endured far more than Job, he's suffered more in this life than Hercules, and he's tolerated more than God Himself; how he manages to rise in the mornings and greets every morning like it's his last is an inspiration to all who has suffered in this dire condition, it nauseates Tim to even dwell upon Hondo’s existence, more importantly, he is proud to tell everyone that he's not heavy he's his dearest brother. God may inflict hardship to us all in due time, but Hondo has endured a lifetime of Hell, and no one should have to walk, crawl, or crumble without a fight because Hondo is that enduring light, that last shining beacon of dim hope that keeps his brother Tim alive, and he's the keystone to the Hardesty Family, he's the rock that holds the fragile mortar to the wailing wall, Hondo and Hondo alone deserts no one, never has, he's the kindest brother on this earth, his heart is bigger than an elephant’s, and his memory is the gilded timekeeper that holds all these precious moments so dear. I can't imagine what Tim would do without his dearest brother always near. They're blood brothers until the great sever.
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