It all started with a picture taken in the late 1940s when my dad, pictured above, was photographed in his baseball uniform. Well, he grew up and I came along for the second Walsh generation...and along with that, a second photo op in the mid-1970s.

Finally, a young boy named Christian was born into the Walsh family in 1994. At age three, he would be the next one to be shot in the aging uniform.

And so the tradition continues, when my son has children of his own...hopefully, no time soon...

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