The paint on the walls was relatively fresh, perhaps only a year or two old, but the color was exactly as he remembered it. He was surprised to find that his mother had saved all the pennants and models from his childhood and put them away. She had unpacked them and decorated the room with his memorabilia to look just as it had when he was ten years old. The only objects that were anachronistically out of place were his old baseball bat that he wore in High School and the mounted game ball that all his teammates had signed after he had won the State Baseball Championship for his team by slugging it over the fence with all bases loaded in the ninth inning of the game. Thomas smiled as he remembered the adulation that his teammates had heaped upon him when he won the game and the State Championship for his High School.

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