Nostalgia is a funny thing. I didn’t grow up in a sports-oriented family. (In fact, I have no memory of a single sporting event showing on our television set through my entire childhood.) But baseball really gets to me in a nostalgic way, and I’m not sure why. Perhaps it somehow connects me to the long ago cultural past when I imagine that life was simpler.
I don’t follow any particular team, but I make sure to attend at least one game every summer. It’s a comfort to me. Even when it’s crowded and the seats are sticky. Perhaps that’s what nostalgia is for us, a comfort.
What gives you a feeling of nostalgia?
