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Spring Medicine 

A couple of days ago, I took a short walk over to Reid Park from my nearby home.

I wandered past the now-dormant Rose Garden and the far-from-dormant new dog park, around the DeMeester Outdoor Performance Center and behind a couple of the ballfields used by the Colorado Rockies during spring training. The players weren't out yet; a few security guards and groundskeepers were around, though, and--forgive the cliché--I could literally smell freshly mowed grass. The weather was beautiful, and as I headed toward Hi Corbett Field, I smiled. Man, it's great to be a Tucsonan this time of year.

It was nice to be feeling good about Tucson. To be honest, I hadn't always been feeling so positive about my hometown in the preceding months.

My home, just a few minutes from the Rockies' spring training home, was robbed twice last year, including an October break-in during which some cretin kicked in our front door. We were at Sunrise Drive and Craycroft Road--a good 20 or 25 minutes away from home--when we got the call from the alarm company. We still got to our house about 25 minutes before the police did. This robbery came a month after the first--we left our garage door open one night, and someone helped themselves to all sorts of stuff--and about five months after someone broke a window on my car and swiped my computer bag while I was at my dentists' office, in broad daylight. (True story: When I called the police to report that incident, the officer basically blamed me for the theft, because I was dumb enough to leave valuables visible in a car.)

But that's all in the past. And, yeah, who knows what the future will bring? But that's to worry about later. For now, it's springtime in Tucson. Hallelujah.

More by Jimmy Boegle

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