Huzzah! Or so they say at Vintage baseball games. And today we traveled to Columbus and saw 3 of them. I watched and Matt and Dan played. It was more of a festival rather than a tournament with teams from as far away as Missouri and Minnesota. It was interesting seeing the different authentic uniforms and accessories--such as wooden canteens. And to add to the intrigue---and back to the modern world---while we were eating lunch at the restaurant across the street, the police were searching every inch of the restaurant. We figured it was for drugs---later in the afternoon we could see them make arrests. Strange indeed.