While the softball teams swapped positions between innings, I notice that the family broke out a passel of shuttlecocks and badminton rackets and bega... to play over the tennis net. That in itself seemed humorous but to watch the uncoordinated way they played just made me shake my head. I turned back to the softball game.A few minutes later, I noticed they had switched to tennis equipment and were chasing a half-dozen tennis balls around the enclosure. The woman caught my eye — as most women do.. I liked it when mommy cuddled me, i felt so safe. I felt daddy poking again, I tensed up my bottom, he told mommy to make me relax or it going to hurt worse. I started crying, I kept saying "its going to hurt". Mommy held me tight and told me I needed to push down like I did when I went poo poo. I was sobbing, but told her Id try. I pushed down really hard, then I felt daddy put something inside of me. I started screaming, telling him to take it out, mommy squeezed me tighter. Toldme I needed. .. she's Elizabeth?" Yes, she is." She paused, nibbling on her lower lip in a gesture I knew so well. "And ... and I think you're my father."There it was, out in the open. All the years I had spent trying to find Mrs. Ball, wondering about the possible child that Debbie Wilson had told me about. Here she was. She was standing in front of me, and I was twenty years younger, seeing Mrs. Ball for the first time. I stood up and took her hand in both of mine, gently holding it, feeling its warmth. Most of the people were being served now, so I reverted to some English sea shanties with the use of alternate words for some of the racier sections or just left them blank and let the audience fill the words in with their minds. Here I danced to the music with my leather shoes slapping the floor and the audience beating time on the tables.I smiled at what I had done for the people and what they had done in return. This did not take away from me wanting to be a doctor but just that it was nice.