In the burg a softball game is a family event. Lines form at snack stands. Gossip flows as people wait to buy gooey, salty or fried things along with too small cups of sticky soda. Laughing children chase each other through, around and under the bleachers. Kids look up and wave to their parents as they take a turn at bat.

But, at this particular game no one was frying hamburgers in the snack shack, yet. Cousins weren't chasing. Adults weren't chatting. Dads and Uncles hadn't begun to tease their children either. All of that would come later.

Instead, at Trenton's newest ball field everyone in the bleachers stood hand over heart as an honor guard marched the flags onto the pitcher's mound. Then a soloist from the high school almost hit the highest note of the Star Spangled Banner as she sang. She was followed by the Mayor of Chambersburg. He gave a speech about bravery, selflessness and the sort of heroism that comes from living an honest everyday kind of life.

They left the field and two teams took their places on the baseball diamond. A young girl with wild curly brown hair and whiskey smooth eyes stepped onto new pitcher's mound. Arianna Morelli wound her pitch and the ball sailed over home plate. The player at home swished her bat catching nothing but air. The umpire called, "Strike one!"

The crowd cheered and the Joseph Morelli Memorial Park was officially open.

Ranger Manoso, the man who had donated the land for the new city park, smiled at his new step-daughter, Arianna. As she prepared for her next pitch his wife, Stephanie, whispered "Thank you," in his ear. He kissed her cheek and looked down. A shiny new quarter lay face up next to the big toe of his right boot. Ranger picked it up and smiled. "You're welcome," he said to no one in particular.