There’s a glove sitting on my workbench right now.
It’s not finished. The laces aren’t tight yet. Some of the welting needs to be redone. The leather has a few scuffs I haven’t decided whether to buff out or leave, scars from its past life.
But it’s the first glove I’ve remade.
And it already feels like it’s been with me forever.
Because a baseball glove is…
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