[Njagdu] [Fwd: [nagdu] Fan's every visit to Yankee Stadium a result of teamwork]

Suzanne Woolbert mom2brylaur at verizon.net
Sun Aug 22 21:12:43 UTC 2010


Sue,
That sounds great! It's always good to get away for a weekend, and I've
always loved the city in September, the beginning of street fairs and
festivals and the like.

Suzanne
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  From: njagdu-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:njagdu-bounces at nfbnet.org]On
Behalf Of MS S TILLETT
  Sent: Saturday, August 21, 2010 8:47 PM
  To: New Jersey Association of Guide Dog Users
  Subject: Re: [Njagdu] [Fwd: [nagdu] Fan's every visit to Yankee Stadium a
result of teamwork]


  That's two good stories!  Keep it up.  Wonder and I are proud of you, and
it's good for your kids too.

  I don't seem to travel far and wide like I used to.  I tell Wonder "if she
knew how hard I worked my first three dogs her tongue would be hanging out.
We are looking forward to making two trips to NYC in September though, and
one will  be for a long weekend.

  Sue, Wonder, and Megillah
    ----- Original Message -----
    From: Suzanne Woolbert
    To: New Jersey Association of Guide Dog Users
    Sent: Saturday, August 21, 2010 9:48 AM
    Subject: Re: [Njagdu] [Fwd: [nagdu] Fan's every visit to Yankee Stadium
a result of teamwork]


    Hi, Tracy and all,
    That's an awesome and very touching story. It's all about freedom and
    independence to be able to do what you want, and having the confidence
to do
    it. I now do things with my dog, Taj that a few years ago I wouldn't
have
    thought I would.

    In the past two years, I have become a single mom. At times, I travel
with
    my dog, kids and adult friends, but we've been making more solo trips
    lately. This past week I was on vacation and my kids and I were
determined
    to strike out on our own. Bryan, also visually impaired and eleven, and
    Lauren, sighted and nine, traveled to the beach at the Hilton in
Atlantic
    City where Taj enjoyed the sand and the surf. Another day, we went to
Bounce
    U, one of those very noisy and crowded places for children to jump and
play
    for two hours. The next night, we found ourselves on the Ocean City
    Boardwalk, in and out of shops, restaurants, and on the Cast Away Cove
Pier
    for amusement rides. UP and down steps, in and out of noisy lit-up
rides,
    and through crowds of people Taj and I followed behind my two kids.
    Yesterday, we went to Clementon Water Park. I spent a lot of time
cooling
    Taj off with bottles of water over his neck and back, and bowls full to
    drink. We traversed the park to find the different water rides, lunch
tables
    and games. I do believe he sighed a heavy sigh of relief when at last
the
    Access Link bus pulled up to our home some nine hours later, and we
walked
    quietly down the steps and made a detour to his favorite spot in a field
    next door for a break.

    The moral of the story--it can be done! It's all about confidence and
faith
    in yourself and your dog.

    Thanks for reading
    Suzanne

    -----Original Message-----
    From: njagdu-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:njagdu-bounces at nfbnet.org]On
    Behalf Of Tracy Carcione
    Sent: Thursday, August 19, 2010 7:46 AM
    To: njagdu at nfbnet.org
    Subject: [Njagdu] [Fwd: [nagdu] Fan's every visit to Yankee Stadium a
    result of teamwork]


    This story is from last year, but I enjoyed re-reading it.
    The other day, I put on the Yankees game for a minute, during the
    commercial in the Mets game, and Jane and Pete Lang were in the
broadcast
    booth.  It was fun listening.  Jane's new dog is Clipper, so he has a
Joe
    DiMaggio jersey. The broadcasters were remarking how quietly Clipper was
    lying there.  People remark the same about my Ben.  I expect my dog to
lie
    quietly, but JQ Public seems to expect him to be leaping about like a
    fool.  Guess they're used to untrained dogs.
    Anyway, here's last year's story.


    NEW YORK - The doors to the D Train open at 161st and River Ave and they
    step onto the platform, one unlikely Yankees fan guiding another through
the
    dense game-day crowd.

    Laramie leads the way. Jane Lang follows at his side. They walk up a
    stairwell to the street and past the vendors lined up alongside the
famous
    ballpark. They circle around to Gate 4, where Laramie stops in front of
his
    favorite tree. He has earned a quick bathroom break.

    "Isn't this place something?" Lang asks when they finally make their way
to
    her seats behind home plate. This is a spot that gives her an ideal view
of
    the old ballpark, from the famous facade that looms in the outfield to
the
    infield grass that is always a perfect shade of green.

    Except she has never seen Yankee Stadium - at least not in the way most
fans
    have. Jane Lang is blind. Laramie, a golden retriever, is her guide dog.
For
    the past eight years, they have made the trip from their home Morris
Plains
    to the Bronx too many times to count.

    And one week from today, along with 55,000 other fortunate fans, they
will
    make it for the final time.


    "I am very sad about it. I love it here," Lang said. She is wearing a
    light-blue Derek Jeter T-shirt and dangly Yankees earrings, and Laramie
has
    curled up on a Yankees beach towel spread at her feet. "The minute I
step
    into Yankee Stadium, I feel safe.

    "I feel home."

    Yankee Stadium means something different to every fan that has walked
    through its gates since 1923. The first time Lang made this trip, she
    gripped the metal bar in front of her seat, heard those familiar sounds
of
    batting practice and beer vendors, and couldn't stop her tears.

    "What are you crying for?" the usher asked her. "We haven't even lost
the
    game yet!"

    "I'm crying," Jane Lang said, "because I got here on my own."

    That first journey was not without an unintentional detour. She had
filled
    her pockets with eight pieces of candy, one for each stop the D Train
would
    make, and popped one into her mouth every time the doors opened.

    But she must have dropped one piece along the way, because she got off
one
    stop too soon. It didn't take long to figure out that something was
wrong,
    though. Laramie wouldn't budge until she got back on the train.

    He leads her around puddles in the street and past careless teenagers
    talking on their cell phones as the walk. He makes sure she stops on
every
    corner and waits for the light to turn green.

    He walks like a typical New Yorker, never hesitant to bump his way
through a
    slow-moving crowd. Lang follows at his right side, whispering "good boy"
    when he stops at the subway stairs or near the edge of a ramp.

    It is a two-hour trip that could test the nerves of a person with 20/20
    vision. Lang, 65, makes it about 25 times a year, sometimes with her
husband
    Pete to help, but often just with Laramie.

    "You can't be afraid," Lang said, "because if you're afraid, you can't
do
    anything."

    She has experienced Yankee Stadium in a way unlike any of the millions
of
    people who have come here. She has listens to the radio broadcast of the
    game in one ear and the reaction from the crowd in the other. If the
other
    fans get angry about a call, she joins them.

    "Hey ump!" she'll yell from her seat. "Are you watching the same game
I'm
    watching?"

    Pete planned a special surprise for their 41st wedding anniversary,
leading
    her onto the field before a game and into the Yankees dugout where Jorge
    Posada was waiting for her.
    She reached up and felt his face.

    "He has such a great smile, he really does," she said. "And he hit a
home
    run that day!"
    She was sitting next to Harlan Chamberlain the night his famous son,
Joba,
    made his much-anticipated first start for the Yankees. Harlan, who uses
a
    wheelchair, held her hand so tight she thought it would break, and when
she
    touched his cheek, she felt the tears.

    The Yankees have become her family. Maybe the fans around her are
furious
    with the team for its struggles on the field this season, but Lang is
    grateful that they put a fresh patch of sod outside for Laramie if he
needs
    to make a bathroom break. She kisses the concessionaire and sends
Christmas
    cards to the ushers.

    She wishes she could meet owner George Steinbrenner some day, because
she
    knows exactly what she would tell. "You know what I would do?" she said.
"I
    would touch his face and give him a big hug and say, 'Thanks for giving
me
    so much joy over the years.'"

    Lang hopes she can still visit the new Yankee Stadium next year, but
    Laramie, now 10, won't come back after the final trip to the old
ballpark on
    Sunday. The team even put his picture on the scoreboard screen last
month,
    congratulating him on his upcoming retirement.

    That day after the game, as the two walked down the steps to the D
Train,
    fans spotted the golden retriever.

    "Make way for Laramie!" they yelled, and the crowded parted to let them
    through.

    He will lead her down those steps one last time next week, and Lang
knows
    she'll be crying when he does. But they'll leave this place with a
lifetime
    of memories from a ballpark she has seen in way nobody else has.




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