My 42story goes to when my brother was in college at University of Kentucky. He was in a fraternity and I was in high school still back in NJ. I used to fly in with my family and visit and on this one trip in specific I had a great baseball memory. Every weekend they would have a big game of home run derby and they lived on a busy road with a traffic light right close. Being the younger brother, by default, I was invited to join in this weekends derby contest. I ended up winning but one of the most fun parts was when all the cars who would stop at the traffic lights would yell and cheer on the batter.