Monday, December 5, 2011
One time when I was watching a baseball game in Winthrop Harbor, I suddenly saw this dog on a leash emerge from a long line of shrubs along the left field line--first ten yards, then twenty yards, then thirty yards--with no owner in sight. How long was this leash??? Finally, after the dog reached deep right field and the leash extended what seemed like 100 yards, I saw Mr. Berens step through the line of shrubs and saunter across the outfield. I remember cracking up and thinking he gave that dog all the freedom it could ever want, game or no game. I didn't know Mr. Berens well at all, but I do know Jim, Mike, Bill, and Dan. You won't find a better group of guys. And I know Mr. and Mrs. Berens had a lot to do with that. The Connell family has benefited from the friendship and generosity of the entire Berens family. We owe them a huge debt of gratitude. God bless you, Mr. Berens.
