Swinging the bat left handed and throwing with my right was not that unusual. My brother, Greg, hit left handed, threw right handed and wrote left handed. He is an amazing artist.

I looked up to him because he would eat Thanksgiving leftovers with his left hand. It seemed more productive for him, so I tried it out on my napkin which was where the gravy, potatoes and stuffing landed.

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