Holding Giffords’s Hand
Christina-Taylor Green was nine years old, and is dead. It is hard to stop thinking about her. In some measure that’s because, having spent a good part of the spring and summer watching Little League, I can very easily imagine her playing second base—her regular position as the only girl on her Canyon del Oro Little League team. She came from a baseball family: her grandfather managed the Phillies, Mets, and Yankees, and her father, John Green, was a Dodgers scout. John told reporters that Christina wanted to be the first woman to play in the major leagues; she was also considering a career in public service. She was born on September 11, 2001, and might have done or become just about anything. (One thinks of the frequent complaint about the scarcity of good people who are drawn to political careers; another loss.)
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