Galactic Baseball Alliance

[Clovidequano Dovatha]

Time to introduce you to Miguel Castaneda, the Bayous' current chief hitting coach. His profile may be a bit long here, but please bear with me, for there's a lot to share about him at this time, in any case. With no further ado, let's get at least a little bit familiar with him as best as we can and all here at the present time, then, folks.

Miguel Castaneda was born on March 29, 1888 in Rollingwood, California to Joaquin and the former half-Korean/half-Cadinan Jung-soo Niyaffee Baihuosu, a native of Pusan, Korea, as their eldest child of two and only son. He grew up with his younger sister Yoo-jin Weili Consuela as the son of a hotel concierge and an artist primarily in and around the San Francisco-San Jose-Oakland area of California. His full birth name, officially, is Miguel Nam-kyu Tianfen Castaneda, though only a rare few of all the people he's known and/or currently does know in his life knew or know that's true for him. That's if they're or were not legally required to somehow know it for various reasons in his life at all, of course.

Growing up, he and his family were eventually attracted to the sport of baseball, after having seen it played on several baseball fields in and around the Bay area. And especially by many players and/or teams of all kinds, whether high school ones or not, in any case, for sure. He eventually decided to try for a baseball-related career to make a living, and he wasn't too bad a player in high school and college, but seeing there were no professional baseball teams around that he knew of, he ultimately couldn't yet make a living for himself or others by playing baseball, unfortunately. However, he was able to put the degrees in chemistry, physics, and veterinary science that he earned from the University of New Mexico, Baylor University, and Stanford University to quick use, not long after getting each degree from the applicable school in each case. Of course, he still stayed involved in many baseball-related matters, and played periodically in a recreational league near Waco for a while, even as he remained single for some time by choice.

Eventually, though, sometime around May 1923, he not only encountered Joe Waldrip for the first time, but his future wife, the former Terelea Kolis, a native of Yunibaasaru Kataribe who was nearly twelve years his junior. They started their relationship as friends, but over the next five or so years, they eventually discovered they'd both unexpectedly fallen deeply in love with each other, and couldn't bear the thought of not ever spending the rest of their lives together. So before the Nazis ever came to power in Germany, they married in late 1932.

Ultimately, they moved to the New Orleans area right after honeymooning in Yunibaasaru Kataribe and certain nearby nations for a little while. He took one job with the University of New Orleans as a part-time college professor and another with a science lab in the area, while she became a foreign language teacher at one of the local high schools teaching Spanish, Japanese, and Slaabinese for several years in the local area, though not always at the same time in her teaching career.

Children for them started coming in September 1934, when Elena was born to them both. Elena was followed within three years by Mokihi, Mokihi within two years by Ourahi, and Ourahi by Alejandro. They do not expect any more biological children to come their way, due to the fact that Terelea is now in her middle forties and Miguel is nearly in his sixties.

The family of six, with the sons being Mokihi and Alejandro and the daughters being Elena and Ourahi, now live within a mile or so of the Bayous' home park. Their home is typically a very quiet home, at least partly due to the fact that Ourahi is deaf, if not entirely due to that fact, being born deaf for some yet-unknown reason.

In his spare time, Miguel has often been known to spend considerable amounts of time in his laboratory at home, working with various materials, substances, and equipment, never failing to take ALL required safety precautions whenever he's in it, and making absolutely sure that his lab is completely secure at all times whenever he's not there, to the very best of his ability. Of course, he does quite a few other things in his spare time, but whenever he isn't, he can usually be found there by several people close to him.

After the war, Joe remembered Miguel, and soon convinced him to sign on with the Bayous as their organization's first-ever head hitting coach. While he hasn't yet had much success with many Bayous hitters, at least, he hopes that will change very soon, of course.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next profile that's most likely the next to be shared here will be the one for the Tennessee-born Dustin Trahan, the Bayous' current chief scouting director. It may not be posted for a while yet, but I'll see how soon I can get it up. Also, I'll likely post either the team's current uniforms or the caps next in the next post here, and then save the other items for the profile related to the team's overall head trainer. I don't have logos made for them yet, to be honest, unfortunately.

Thank you all for your time and attention here, then, everyone. I'll continue with this thread again as soon as I can, as best as I can. Lord willing, of course, that is. CD out.

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Here's the profile for the Bayous' current chief Scouting Director, Dustin Trahan. It will be a bit longer than the average profile may be here, mind you, and an especially unexpected person will be present for him as his mother. So please bear with me a little, and you'll see what I mean in due time. With no further ado, then, let's start getting to know Dustin Trahan at least a little bit, everyone, as best as we can. Uniforms for the New Orleans Bayous baseball team will also be shown at the bottom of this post, I think, just so you know.

Dustin Trahan was born on June 10, 1888 in Knoxville, Tennesse to Abraham and the former Metilia Bambalio, a native of 1st Century AD Rome abandoned just because she was female in the city streets of Rome, as their first son and third child. Someone found her, and raised her up until she was about nine years old. That was when she unexpectedly entered a certain room while at a friend's house, playing hide and seek with them, and touched some things accidentally there.

The next thing she knew, she was somewhere else, and in a strange time to her, the 19th Century AD. Found soon after by a family visiting Rome from the United States, on an archeological expedition, and with no way of knowing who she was and all, that family soon adopted her and raised her until she was an adult. Some time later, once born, Dustin was raised in a loving home by his astronomer father and cook mother, taught Latin, Greek, English, and Hebrew from a very young age, with smatterings of other languages mixed in here and there every so often.

While his 81-year-old mother has spent most of her life in the 20th Century, for sure, and is rather intelligent in certain ways, there is still much she has been unable to comprehend of modern times, modern technology, or modern ways of thinking for many people. That's due to her not actually being born in this time period, of course. But Dustin, his siblings, and his father still deeply love, or loved, her, just the same, as she is and was.

Dustin was a great athlete and scholar growing up, mostly in Missouri. And for many years, until age, injuries, and certain family responsibilities ultimately forced him off the baseball diamond, football field, basketball court, and ice hockey rink as a regularly-active player in the applicable sports. Although he is still able to periodically play tennis and golf at least occasionally in his life, to be sure. His oldest three of nine children seem to be rather interested in sports, and his oldest child is a very good basketball player now for the Detroit Pistons, but has not yet won any NBA championships in his fifteen-year playing career including the not-yet-ended current season. His two oldest daughters are already former professional tennis players, but they only had mostly moderate success as tennis players in their careers before ultimately retiring and starting families of their own, in due time.

Dustin met his future wife Victoria Howard while at college in Arkansas. Within a year, even though they were both still in college at the University of Arkansas, they were married. Years later, by the time they were both 38, they had nine children, including two sets of twins. Grant was born first in 1910, then Adarissa and Kytria in 1913, Morris in 1917, Norbana in 1921, Joseph and Benjamin in 1923, Elijah in 1925, and Esther in 1926, each followed him later on. They are not expecting any more children to come their way. Or at least not any biological ones, anyway. Only Elijah and Esther still live with them when their colleges are not in session, however. For their first five children are all now married with families of their own, and Joseph and Benjamin are both engaged to two young women themselves.

Dustin spends a lot of his spare time writing novels in multiple genres and multiple languages. Even while involved with many other people in the sports world, for instance, all year long, for multiple reasons, he can often produce a full-length novel and have it off to the appropriate publishers in no more than eight weeks on average. Even when he's working on at least two different stories at the same time in his free time, in truth. To date, since finishing college, he's had 175 full-length novels published, under five pen names and his real name. Another 25, at least, are expected to be published within the next two or three years, at most, if enough goes sufficiently according to plan for him and many others by then.

Dustin first met Joe Waldrip not long after Esther's birth, at a baseball game. A friendship eventually developed between them both, but it still took quite a while before that friendship became a close one for them both, just the same. When Joe was looking for the Bayous' first head Scouting Director, he remembered Dustin after seeing Grant play basketball with the Pistons and unexpectedly encountering Grant later. Grant and Joe Waldrip briefly talked, and Grant recommended Dustin for the aforementioned open position for the Bayous. Weeks later, Joe hired Dustin for it, after interviewing several candidates for it.

Dustin, Victoria, Elijah, and Esther now primarily live just north of Lake Charles during the offseasons, and about halfway between New Orleans and Thibodaux during the season. They have rather full lives, and while only Dustin's mother still lives, of their children's grandparents, they still love her, and enjoy her company, a great deal.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next profile that's most likely due to be posted here will be the one for Jonathan Gutierrez, the Bayous' head trainer for the entire franchise, I think. It may take a bit of time to come up with it, but I'll still try to post it here as soon as I can. Caps are also likely to be shared in the next post here, as well.

As for the Bayous' current team uniforms, they'll be at the bottom of this post, for sure. Thank you all for your time and attention, and hopefully I'll be able to move on to the Texas Border Patrol's entire organization very soon, of course, Lord willing and all. CD out.

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Time to introduce you all to Jonathan Gutierrez, the Bayous' current head trainer. There is a lot of information to share with you at this point about him, so I'll get to it momentarily. Cap(s) for this team will be included at the bottom of this post, as usual. With no further ado, then, let's try and get to know at least a bit more about him now, to the best of our ability and all, of course, folks.

Jonathan Gutierrez was born on June 4, 1910 in New York City, New York to Antonio and the former Eoslari Paigruphen, a native of Slaabovia, as their third son and sixth child while his parents were visiting friends of the family, although his family lived in Nebraska at the time. It was a five-weeks premature birth, and it was touch-and-go for a while for both him and his mother, but both he and his mother pulled through the situation moderately well. Although it was still the case that he'd be his parents' last biological child for multiple reasons, just the same, through no fault of his own.

Growing up as the youngest child allowed him to have certain freedoms, so to speak, that his older siblings didn't have, at times. But conversely, it made it more difficult at times to say what he really thought about certain people, things, or situations around certain people, for sure. For instance, he was allowed to study a lot of things, as the mood struck him in his life a lot more than his siblings could. But when it came to many family discussions, he would often have to wait to express his thoughts until after his parents and/or siblings, for instance, had first spoken on a certain topic of discussion.

By the time he was a teenager, he decided that he wanted to pursue a medical career of some sort. His older siblings didn't like the idea much, if at all, and thought he should pursue a career in business. It was a very tense next three years between him and them until Antonio and Eoslari ultimately rendered an executive order-type decision on the matter, after having seen over that length of time just how serious Jonathan was about pursuing a medical career in his life. After much private conversation between his parents during that time, they ultimately chose to respect his desire to pursue such a career for himself. They ruled in Jonathan's favor, consequently. His siblings didn't like that, but they still respected and loved their parents enough not to try and fight the decision. Especially because they knew that once their parents had ruled on such an important matter like this, for example, they'd never reverse their decision, no matter what, if they didn't absolutely have to at all.

They all weren't happy for some time afterwards, for sure. But eventually, time and all ultimately allowed them to realize that Jonathan would never have really been able to cut it sufficiently well as an international man of business. Plus they eventually came to love the woman who ultimately became his wife, one Ava Julia Flarha, a native of Ireland, who he met in Dublin one night during an international medical conference just before the outbreak of World War II.

Within two years of their meeting in 1938, both Jonathan and Ava were married in front of nearly 150 relatives, friends, and associates of theirs. After a brief honeymoon to Peru, they quickly settled in San Antonio, Texas, for the duration of the rest of World War II.

They started a family within two years of their marriage, after Rafael was born in 1942. Oscar was born in 1944, and not long after Joe Waldrip hired Jonathan as the Bayous' first head trainer, they were blessed with little Laschara, named after one of Ava's best college friends from Helvarta, in May 1946. The family moved to Kenner, Louisiana almost immediately after Jonathan's hiring by the Bayous as their head trainer.

While they are still adjusting to the local area, they have begun making friends in it, although it may still be some time before they are able to have very close friends where they now are in Louisiana. Personally, Ava would prefer for them to live in the northeastern United States, but as she promised on her wedding day to support her husband for a lifetime, she realizes that may not happen anytime soon.

During the offseasons, whenever possible, though, they and their children periodically travel to various places all over the United States mostly by car or train, and occasionally by plane when required for them. Since the time Jonathan was hired as the Bayous' head trainer, they've visited about 50 or so scenic and/or historically-important locations in nearly ten different states, in truth, mostly in the Upper Midwestern United States, but not entirely.

In his spare time, Jonathan often spends a lot of time writing songs, poetry, or short stories, composing music (mostly of an unusually blended variety of musical genres), reading his Bible, or working in his workshop where he works on any number of carpentry projects. Especially when he's either quite upset or in a rather solitary mood in his life.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. Caps are below. Several organization-related screenshots are likely to be in the next post, in order to close out my introduction of the New Orleans Bayous organization to you all. Once I'm done introducing the Bayous organization to you all, I'll then move as quickly as I can to the Texas Border Patrol organization, and begin introducing its important people as needed, of course. Thank you for your time and all here, everyone. CD out.

[Clovidequano Dovatha]

A few screenshots to finish my introduction to you of the New Orleans Bayous' entire organization, as of the current time. More information will be shared about them at later times, if and whenever possible, I'm sure.

Texas's Texas Border Patrol will be the next team from the ABRS that I'll have to introduce you all to here, it seems. Once they are introduced here as needed, that will allow us all to start to get to know the teams of the Sanctuary League's Sanctum Division. So far, I have been introducing the six teams for the Sanctuary League's Stronghold Division.

Once the Seattle Slammers have been introduced, we will move to the Hideaway League's Hermitage Division, and I will start introducing teams in it starting with the Boston Brainiacs, and ending with the Washington Swamp Rats. Then I will move to the Haven Division, and run through the teams in it starting with the Chicago Urban Cowboys and end with the Toronto Aeros.

It may take at least a good while longer to cover the rest of the teams in the ABRS, at least on an introductory basis, for various reasons, but I'll still try to do so as quickly as I can, so we can finally get this dynasty's calendar advancing again as soon as possible. So please keep that in mind, as well, here, folks. Thank you for your time and all here, for sure. That is all. CD out.

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The people from the Texas Border Patrol organization I will cover in the next several profiles will be the following people, as I'd envision each of them in this dynasty's world.

Owner - Ben Winkler
General Manager - Jeremy Weger
Manager - John Griffin
Bench Coach - Greg Coture
Pitching Coach - Chris Foster
Hitting Coach - David Hair
Scouting Director - Steve Harrison
Team Trainer - Elijah Saddler

Minor League Teams:

Norfolk Torpedos (AAA)
Belding Centurions (AA)
Tice Heroes (A)

After I get done posting Elijah Saddler's profile I will share basic screenshots related to the Border Patrol organization as I have already done for a few teams here, at least, if I don't show anything else sufficiently related to it at or around that time. Then I will begin to introduce you all to the Arizona Canyoneers organization, as planned.

Uniforms and caps that I've already made for the Border Patrol are quite likely to be posted here at some point while still introducing the Border Patrol. I'm currently using at least one generic logo for them, but at some later point, I may want to request certain logos, folks, just so you know. That may not happen for a while, though, while I still am working on my latest story, to be honest.

Thank you all very much for all your time and attention and all here, most definitely. I hope to do sufficient justice in my introducing of the Border Patrol here at least for now, as well, of course. Especially for those of you who may want to follow them later on. That's all for now, I think, though. CD out.

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Time to introduce you all to Ben Winkler, the current owner of the Texas Border Patrol franchise in the American Baseball Refuge Society. There's a good deal of information about him that might help you get to know him at least a bit better here, so I'm just going to cut to the chase, so to speak, in terms of introducing him to you all. With no further ado, then, let's start getting to know him at least a bit better here, as best as we can, everyone.

Ben Winkler was born on September 21, 1899 in Eagle, Colorado to Reuben and the former Nele Kalani, a native of Hawaii that Reuben had met as a child in Hawaii while with his missionary parents, as their eldest son and sixth child. He has five younger siblings, with three of them being brothers. He spent much of his early life in Colorado and surrounding states as the son of a railroad man and a housewife, until the family finally moved permanently to Texas near Austin. He didn't like living in the big city much for the rest of his childhood or adolescence, but still bore his current circumstances as patiently as he could while still living at home with his parents.

Within a week of finishing high school, he left home to make his own way in life. He took a few years off from school, and worked as a ranch hand for several cattle farms while also participating in a few rodeo-related events as well. It was while doing so, he met the love of his life, Amelia Csonka, at a dance.

Four and a half years after their meeting, and six months after finishing college at what already was or will become UTEP, they married in Santa Fe, New Mexico in 1925. They spent almost two years traveling all over after Ben resumed his rodeo-related career until they started having children in July 1927, with their first child being Elizabeth, born in Laredo, Texas. Elizabeth was followed by Vernon in 1930, born in El Paso, Texas, then Amos in 1934, and Donna in 1937. All but Elizabeth, though, were born in El Paso. The family of six now lives in El Paso, but Lizzie has hopes of beginning to travel the world for several years, once she finishes high school, within the next four to six months. She doesn't care where, she just wants to see the world while still young, as much as she can. She's bored with Texas, at least for the most part, now. But her three siblings and both parents aren't, for sure, in any case.

Ben and Amelia now run a major cattle ranching empire, primarily, for a living. But Ben has also worked as a member of the United States Border Patrol, every so often as a part-time as a Border Patrol officer, as the need arises, at certain times every year. Nobody ever sneaks past him to illegally cross the border successfully, whether or not he's actually on duty as a Border Patrol officer. Or at least not for long, anyway. He is a crack shot with numerous kinds of ranged weapons, and even though he's now 47 years old, he still constantly keeps himself as physically fit as possible, most definitely.

He considered other team names and home city possibilities for his team, once he was granted an ABRS franchise right after the end of World War II. But eventually, he officially chose the name Texas Border Patrol for his new ABRS pro baseball team all by himself. While Texas may have cities surely more populated than El Paso is or may ever have been or wil be, he chose El Paso for the Border Patrol's home city because he really loves living there and in its area quite a bit more than living anywhere else in the world at this time in his life, for sure, at the very leaast. So much so, that he hopes to be able to live there for the rest of his Earthly life, in fact.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next profile that's most likely the next to be shared here will be the one for the Border Patrol's current General Manager, one Jeremy Weger. Please watch for it to be posted here as soon as possible, then, folks. Thank you. CD out.

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Time to introduce you to Jeremy Weger, the Border Patrol's current General Manager. This should be a profile that should be more along the average length of one of these profiles for this thread here, I think. With no further ado, then, let's get to know at least a little bit about him here, as best as we can, then, folks.

Jeremy Weger was born on November 26, 1902 in San Francisco, California to Warren Orville and the former Nepivia Chaballi, a native of Slaabovia, as their only child. His parents wanted more, but they both died by the time he was five years old, in an earthquake that happened in this dynasty's world's timeline not long after the time of the 1906 San Francisco earthquake and fire in our real-world timeline. Seeing as no close enough known relatives were found in time or could be contacted to take over the matter of his raising and all, he was eventually put in an orphanage until he could take care of himself well enough.

He left the orphanage within a month of finishing high school, after coming into a modest inheritance that had been put in trust for him shortly after his birth. He then spent the next fifteen or so years living in Slaabovia. First as a college student, then as a businessman primarily in the clothing industry.

It was while he was still there that he met the love of his life, Rosa Doyle, a ten years-younger native of Texas. A short time later, after a whirlwind courtship, they were married in Slaabojevo, Slaabovia's capital city. Three years later, by the time he was 40, they went back to the United States and settled in the El Paso area just a bit east of El Paso and just south of the New Mexico-Texas border. Their first child, Randall, was born in May 1945 on V-E Day.

The family now lives just east of El Paso on a small farm raising a couple of chickens and other small animals at present. Nothing major, mind you, as of yet, but they still raise some animals, just the same. They don't have many neighbors, but they don't mind that all that much right now.

Jeremy was hired by the Border Patrol almost immediately after their creation. He, like everyone else, hopes he can build his employer's team up into real powerhouses in a short period of time, of course. But seeing as the ABRS will only be starting its second season this year, he and many other people are still trying to build their teams up as quickly and as well as they can, in truth.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next profile that's most likely the next one to be shared will be the one for John Griffin, the Border Patrol's current field manager. Thank you for your time and all, folks. CD out.

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Time to introduce you as best as I can to the Border Patrol's current Manager, John Griffin. Hopefully this post won't be too long here, though, of course, but if it is for some of your tastes, then so be it. With no further ado, here is the personnel profile as it currently stands for John Griffin, folks.

John Griffin was born on August 18, 1899 in Comstock Park, Michigan to Alfred and the former Emily Bekker as their third son and fourth child of seven. He grew up as the son of a lawyer and a housewife, and the family he grew up in was a family well-accustomed to great debates about a wide variety of subjects and/or frequently raised voices, especially when tempers were raw or flared up for multiple members of his family at any time, including himself every so often in his life. Right after high school, he enlisted in the United States Marine Corps, during World War I. He served in the Marine Corps, eventually rising to the rank of Captain in the Marine Corps before retiring from the Armed Forces, mainly due to battlefield promotions during his career.

While serving between the Wars, he began to periodically coach and manage various baseball teams, whether connected to the military or not. It was after a game in Venice, Italy, of all places, that he met the woman who ultimately became his wife, one Taddea Michiel, while she was shopping with her sisters and a few other women, even as he was in company with several comrades-in-arms of his.

By 1935, he was courting Taddea. Yet the storm clouds of war were already beginning to look ominously on the horizon over much of Europe, including a great deal of Italy. Her parents and others counseled her to break off her relationship with John as they continued to steadily build. But she refused, and married him by the end of 1936. They soon saw her moving to the United States to live there with a number of other spouses and/or children for the families of many United States Armed Forces personnel.

Children started coming for them by the time the Second World War finally broke out all over the world. Their first child Nathan was born in June 1939, just a few months bfeore the war finally started. By the end of the War in 1945, Agnes in August 1941 and Roger in May 1944 had joined John, Taddea, and Nathan as members of the Griffin family. They don't expect any more children in the future, however, for Taddea's likely almost too old to have any more children, seeing as she's now barely into her forties.

Not long after World War II ended, John and Taddea first met Ben Winkler rather unexpectedly at some social function or personal business-related matter. The two men soon got to talking sports and business with each other. Some time later, after periodically corresponding with or talking to each other, Ben decided to offer John a managerial position in the Texas Border Patrol organization, which John accepted shortly thereafter. After that happened, John quickly relocated his family to the El Paso area of Texas, of course.

John and his family now live just east of El Paso. With Taddea's help to a major degree, John and his wife are living largely in a house considerably less loud than certain ones were for him growing up in his life.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next profile that's most likely to be shared will be the one for Greg Coture, the Border Patrol's bench coach. Thank you for reading and all, everyone. CD out.

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Time for me to try and introduce you to Greg Coture as best as I can here, everyone. He is the current bench coach for the Texas Border Patrol. With no further ado, here's his profile as it currently stands.

Greg Coture was born on June 28, 1895 in Washington, D.C. to Leon and the former Kay Lomax as their second son and fifth child. He grew up as the son of a police officer and a businesswoman mostly in and around Washington, D.C., until he was almost ten years old, when he and the rest of his family moved to Kansas near Dighton. For the rest of his childhood and adolescence, he lived in Kansas with his family. After finishing high school just before his 18th birthday, he soon left home to make his way in the world.

His wanderings quickly took him to Texas, where he soon found himself attending college at the University of Texas for four years. While there, not only did he play college baseball and basketball for the Longhorns' varsity teams moderately well, he met his future wife Eleanor Bygilowe, a native of Yunibaasaru Kataribe. They quickly hit it off with each other quite well. So much so, that they were already engaged to each other within two months of first meeting each other, and married within six months of doing so, but not out of sheer necessity, shortly before the end of their common official first year in college at the University of Texas.

Within a year of their marriage, he and Eleanor had been blessed with the birth of their first child, a daughter named Chyondelba, in April 1915. Five more children followed over the next fifteen to twenty years, until they had six by the time they were both 35 years of age in 1930, four of them girls. By the time their daughter Yumi came along in January 1930, they were all well-settled in the El Paso area for a number of years. It wasn't much later when the Cotures and the Winklers first encountered each other in their lives, shortly after Vernon Winklers' birth.

Years later, the two families had gotten closer to each other. When the Second World War finally came to a close, Ben Winkler interviewed several potential bench coaches for the Border Patrol organization. Ultimately he chose to hire Greg to serve the franchise as their first-ever bench coach. Greg hopes to be able to serve as such for a good long time, if possible.

Greg, when not otherwise occupied with other people or things in his life too much, spends a good deal of time flying, working on cars, or riding horse. The Cotures have about a dozen horses and various other animals on their own farm not very far away from the Winklers' ranching operation. Heated arguments rarely, if ever, happen in his presence, and definitely no physical fighting whatsoever occurs without just cause needlessly on Coture family property, because it's simply not allowed at all on it, point blank. He and Eleanor are still in an ever-increasingly happy marriage with each other, and they're constantly treated with great respect and great honor by all their children who love them both quite dearly in their lives.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personnel profile that's most likely to be shared will be the one for Chris Foster, the Border Patrol's current pitching coach.. I'll try to have his profile up as well very soon, for sure. Thank you for your time and all, so far, everyone. CD out.

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Time to meet Chris Foster, the current pitching coach for the Texas Border Patrol. I'll try to keep this post as short as I can, but if it's a little long, and all, please bear with me. Thank you. With no further ado, then, here is the personnel profile as it currently stands for him, folks. Hope this helps you all get to know him at least a little bit, of course, if not a lot.

Chris Foster was born on March 9, 1915 in Kalamazoo, Michigan to Douglas and the former Paula Knigbergh as their only son of three children, and the youngest of their children overall. He grew up the son of a schoolteacher and a housewife in and around Kalamazoo. He wasn't exactly the best student academically, unlike his older sisters, but when it came to athletic endeavors, he was generally much better at them and/or more interested in them than they were.

Growing up, he was a very good baseball player, and he got quite a bit better as he aged, all through school, even while in college at the University of Alabama's Birmingham campus. After finishing college at UAB, he eventually joined a world-traveling team of baseball players, and was in Southeast Asia, of all places, when World War II ultimately broke out in 1939. Specifically in the area of what is now called Laos. They and many others managed to eventually escape to neighboring countries, including Thailand. However, before he did, he found himself first meeting, then marrying, his future wife, the former Alika Siyavong, against the wishes of her parents and much of her peasant family.

Escaping what would be Laos in 1943, by way of Thailand and other nations, he and Alika made it somehow to the States by January 1944, arriving in San Diego when they got there easily enough. Those who he'd been with when they'd been in Southeast Asia with him had all fortunately survived long enough to make it safely back to the United States. But many were now too old to play ball any more, whether they'd played with or against him on their global barnstorming baseball tour.

The two of them quickly settled in New Mexico, and were there when World War II finally came to an end. It wasn't much later before Ben Winkler finally met them, and eventually convinced Chris to be the Border Patrol's first-ever major league-level pitching coach. They now live just north of El Paso near Las Cruces in New Mexico, but still very close to the Texas border with New Mexico. They don't know it yet, but they most likely will be having twins within seven or eight months of the current time.

They are still new to the El Paso area, but still hope to begin raising a family there over at least the next few years, if possible. If not longer, that is. It isn't Kalamazoo, but Chris still is glad to be at least a little near a few of his relatives who now live in Texas and the American Southwest. Maybe later, he will retire to Michigan with his family, but for now, where he is with Alika is where he really wants to be, as much as possible.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I"m sure. The next personnel profile most likely to be shared will be the one for the Border Patrol's current hitting coach, David Hair. Please watch for it to be posted as soon as possible. Thank you for your time and all, folks. CD out.

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Time to meet David Hair, the current head hitting coach of the Texas Border Patrol. This profile may be a bit longer than average for many personnel profiles, but if it is, so be it. With no further ado, then, let's all try to get at least a little familiar with him here, if at all possible, folks.

David Hair was born on March 11, 1910 in Elmwood Park, New Jersey to Valentine, a native of Elizabethan England, and the former Nelke Jenting as their fourth son and sixth child. His father had been a twenty-year-old sailor in the English Royal Navy, but one night, while ashore on personal leave near Bristol, to spend a few nights with relatives there, he fell asleep, and then was mysteriously transported to 1890, appearing exactly 300 years later in the same bed at the same time of night he'd last been present at in the 16th Century. The first person his father saw after awakening and leaving the room he'd been in was Nelke, who was then visiting the current residents of the house he still was in from the United States as a high school junior.

It wasn't very long afterwards that the two became close friends to each other. Especially after it was eventually confirmed beyond any possible doubt that there was no then-known way for Valentine to somehow be returned safely to the Bristol of 1590 easily enough. Even after many attempts to try and find such a way for that to be possible in relation to him here.

Ultimately realizing that wouldn't likely ever change for him somehow, Val finally decided to try and adjust to his changed circumstances as best as he then could in his life. Although he still knew it might be rather difficult at times for him, he still resolved to do so, for sure. With or without anyone else's help, he still did so, to the best of his ability.

Val and Nelke married in 1893, and began having children in 1895, while both were attending college in New Jersey. Years later, David was born to them. David grew up in a large and loving family, mostly consisting of people on Nelke's side of his family, seeing as all those who Val had known of his in his family before being transported unexpectedly through time were already long dead, of course.

Baseball, among other sports, quickly got David's attention while he was growing up in and around northeastern New Jersey and New York City, New York. He was a moderately good student, and moderately passable as a baseball player on the diamond, but never a star player, in any case.

He played for a while with St. John's University in college, but couldn't really compete on the diamond in college against other players and/or teams, when odd injuries weren't often keeping him from playing at all. So essentially his playing career ended, at least for the most part, if not entirely, in college.

While he was still in college, he met his future wife, Gertrude Zunda, a native of Latvia. It wasn't much later that they got engaged to, then married to, each other, marrying by 1933, just before the Nazis began coming to power in Germany. After marrying, and after having finished college, they ultimately found themselves in North Texas.

While spending the first several years of their married life there, they eventually encountered Ben Winkler and his family for the first time, and soon began to correspond frequently with them. Years later, Ben offered David a job as the Border Patrol's first-ever head hitting coach for the franchise, and David accepted the offer. This will only be his second season overall as a professional coach of any kind, though.

David and Trudy now live with their four children just north of the New Mexico-Texas border near El Paso. They don't know if they'll want to live near El Paso for the rest of their lives. But right now, there's no other place they'd rather be, if they had a real choice, in their respective lives.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personal profile most likely to be shared here will be for Steve Harrison, the Border Patrol's chief Scouting Director, along with the current uniform set for the Texas Border Patrol, at least, I think. Thank you all for your time and attention here, then, folks. CD out.

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Time to introduce you to Steve Harrison, the Texas Border Patrol's chief Scouting Director. I will also include the team's uniforms at the bottom of this post. Hopefully this personnel profile for him isn't too long here, of course, folks, but if it is, so be it. With no further ado, then, here is his personnel profile as it now stands, as of February 3, 1947.

Steve Harrison was born on October 1, 1886 in Pinellas Park, Florida to Samuel and the former Erika Wooten as their only child after twenty-some years of trying. He grew up the son of two scientists primarily in and around Pinellas Park, Florida's local area, before losing his parents in an unexpected 1905 boating accident, not long after being graduated from high school. They left him enough to cover his likely college expenses, and some other bequests, at least, but not a rather considerable amount of financial or property-related wealth, for various reasons, or at least not easily accessible yet.

After high school, he went overseas for college, to Ireland. He spent several years in Ireland, even finding his future wife there, the former Maeve O'Grady. Finishing his master's-level degree in 1913, he eventually had gotten fairly interested in her as a potential wife for himself, and she soon reciprocated in kind, allowing him to begin courting her just before the start of World War I. By the end of the war, they were married and settled in Oklahoma. Nearly thirty years and a dozen children later, with two sets of triplets and a set of twins included, they now live primarily with four of their children in El Paso during the season, and in Colorado during the offseason.

Steve first met Ben Winkler when Ben was still in high school near Austin. They eventually became friends, and then business partners later on. They have known each other for many years. And their families are quite close to each other, but still not linked together by permanent legal connections of any kind, if they ever will be someday.

When World War II finally ended, and the Texas Border Patrol franchise was granted to Ben, there was only one name on Ben's list for the position of chief Scouting Director with the Border Patrol organization. That name was Steve Harrison, even though Jeremy Weger and others thought others might be better choices than Steve for that position at that time.

He hopes to help the Border Patrol become the best team in the ABRS, at least, before he ultimately retires. It may take some doing, of course, but he still hopes to do so somehow, in any case.

In his spare time, he's been known to paint, work in his workshop, or read a lot whenever he can, especially about theology-related matters or various classic novels, for example. He's rather well-read, as well, and often very conversant about a wide variety of topics. He is not the kind of man who speaks loudly very often, but more of a quiet peaceful man in his manner of speaking and all.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personnel profile most likely to be shared will be that of Elijah Saddler, the Border Patrol's chief Trainer, as soon as possible, I think. Team uniforms are at the bottom of this post. Thank you for your time and all, everyone. CD out.

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Time to introduce you to Elijah Saddler, the current chief trainer for the Texas Border Patrol. This profile should be of about average length, more or less, in comparison with the personnel profiles already posted here, or which will be posted here, I think, by the time I'm finally done posting them all, I'm reasonably certain. Caps and organization-related screenshots for the Border Patrol will also be posted at the bottom of this post. With no further ado, then, let's start trying to get at least a little bit familiar with him here, everyone.

Elijah Saddler was born on April 7, 1890 in Oneonta, New York to Aaron Emmanuel and the former Matilda Yistai as their oldest son and second child, mere minutes after his older twin sister Serena Pamela was born. He grew up with nine younger siblings and Serena as the son of a military man and a novelist/housewife. His father served for about 25 years all over the world, while his mother basically ran the house during his service tours mainly in and around several southern states of the United States. He grew up with his siblings primarily in Georgia, Florida, Alabama, and Tennessee.

After high school, he first went to college at the University of South Dakota, hoping to become a medical professional of some sort later on. After finishing his bachelor's degree in South Dakota, he then went to the University of Texas. He eventually became a medical doctor, primarily in direct relation to sports medicine and general family practics, but with a few other medical certifications also earned as well.

It wasn't even a year after he'd moved to the El Paso area of Texas when he met his future wife, the former Kikutora Sanjo, the daughter of a mid-level Japanese diplomat, while she was on her way to visit a married sister of hers in Odessa, Texas. One thing soon led to another, and so on and so forth, before the now-33-year-old Elijah decided that the Tokyo-born Kikutora was the woman he wanted most to marry in his life. Many people that either, if not both, then knew generally advised against such an idea, some more vociferously than others, for various reasons. But both Eli and Kiku ultimately chose to be with each other in their lives for as long as they each could be, no matter what, and no matter who didn't like it at all, in them. By 1924, then, they were married and living in Abilene, Texas. They spent about twenty years living in and around there before meeting Ben Winkler right after the end of World War II, ultimately having seven children in that period fo time.

Elijah was quickly hired as the Border Patrol's chief medical trainer, after which the family moved almost immediately to El Paso's local area. They are still quite unfamiliar with the area, but seem to still be adjusting to living in it fairly well.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. Team caps and organization-related screenshots are at the bottom of this post. This post concludes my introductions for the teams in the ABRS's Stronghold Division of the Sanctuary League.

The Arizona Canyoneers franchise will start to be covered in the next post as needed, for your information. They're in the Sanctum Division of the Sanctuary League for the ABRS, along with the Bay Area Spiders, California Lords, Portland Buckaroos, San Diego Chefs, and the Seattle Slammers. Those other teams will be introduced in that order after the Canyoneers are introduced here, for sure. Thank you for your time and attention and all here, everyone, of course. CD out.

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We are now moving to the Sanctum Division of the Sanctuary League in the ABRS's current configuration. The people from the Arizona Canyoneers organization I will cover in the next several profiles will be the following people, as I'd envision each of them in this dynasty's world.

Owner - Justin Geissler
General Manager - Steve Daniels
Manager - Josh Bruce
Bench Coach - Shoitsu Suda
Pitching Coach - Frank Morton
Hitting Coach - Craig Lucey
Scouting Director - Danny Clayton
Team Trainer - Luke Coffin

Minor League Teams:

Lincoln Devil Dogs (AAA)
Tulsa Red Devils (AA)
Gilbert Cheetahs (A)

After I get done posting Luke Coffin's profile I will share basic screenshots related to the Canyoneers organization as I have already done for a few teams here, at least, if I don't show anything else sufficiently related to it at or around that time. Then I will begin to introduce you all to the Bay Area Spiders organization, as planned.

Uniforms and caps that I've already made for the Canyoneers are quite likely to be posted here at some point while still introducing the Canyoneers. I'm currently using at least one generic logo for them, but at some later point, I may want to request certain logos, folks, just so you know. That may not happen for a while, though, while I still am working on my latest story, to be honest.

Thank you all very much for all your time and attention and all here, most definitely. I hope to do sufficient justice in my introducing of the Canyoneers here at least for now, as well, of course. Especially for those of you who may want to follow them later on. That's all for now, I think, though. CD out.

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Time to introduce you all to the Arizona Canyoneers's owner. His profile may be aq bit longer than average, but if so, so be it. With no further ado, then, let's start getting to know Justin Geissler at least a little bit, if not a lot, as best as we all can, okay, folks?

Justin Geissler was born oin August 9, 1893 in Washington Township, Michigan to Archibald and the former Cristina Kanashiro, a native of Belem, Brazil as their tenth son and seventeenth child, with only five children still living with their mutual parents at the time of his birth, the rest having already grown up and moved out, with triplets among those five still at home. He would not be their last son or child, however. He'd have two younger brothers, and three younger sisters, in truth, for his parents still would have excellent physical health for several years to come in certain ways. When he was born, his parents were already in their fifties, and very close to their sixties, even.

Later on, he found out his mother's family was quite large, with an average size of fifteen offspring born every generation since at least circa 1300 AD. Of which at least five or six, on average, would survive long enough to produce the next generation of their respective families, if not at least ten of them at times. His father's side of the family wasn't generally as prolific in that sort of thing, though.

He spent most of his early childhood in Michigan until he was about five years old, when his parents moved their family to Tokyo, after his father was sent as a mid-level diplomat to help represent the United States there during the presidential administration of William McKinley. He lived with his parents and several siblings in and around Tokyo until about 1906, when he and several members of his family then returned to the United States. But they didn't return there before Justin actually met his future wife on an unexpected trip to Kyoto by way of Nagoya, one Kaede Ashikaga. They would not meet in person again for at least another fifteen years, after he returned to the United States, but they would write thousands of letters to each other in the intervening years between them both, all told. Whether the letters were short or long, and whether written by hand or on a computer, they still would, in any case, just the same.

It took many years for Justin to win Kaede's hand in marriage. Especially because of many obstacles put in the couple's way, such as many potential suitors for her hand, for example. But the couple's eventual love for each other ultimately prevailed over those obstacles, and they were finally married in 1923, about ten years before the Nazis came to power in Germany. The couple quickly settled in Flagstaff, Arizona, and began to raise a family there. Nearly a quarter-century later, they now already have nine born children and eight grandchildren now born with at least three more yet-unknown to be on the way. Not to mention another two on the way, without them even knowing about that yet as well. Justin's parents are barely still around, but fading quite fast, while living next door to him and his family, though, with with both being nearly 110 years old in their lives now.

Justin, when not spending time with those close to him or working, often reads the Bible, along with reading many books or stories, many newspapers, or poetry collections, both online and offline. Or he rides horses, or travels for various reasons in his life. He especially enjoys riding his favorite horse King Albert, a five-year-old nearly eighteen-hand mostly black stallion with areas of tan, white, and brown also present on his body, especially on his nose and hindquarters. Besides King Albert, he and his family own, at least in part, if not entirely, shares of thirty other horses, with six of those horses being thoroughbreds.

Justin is now fluent in English, Japanese, Spanish, Portuguese, French, Hebrew, Latin, and Italian. He also can communicate, at least, in German, Greek, Arabic, and Russian to a barely passable degree in his life at present. Other languages and dialects, however, he barely may know a little of, at best, currently. His other family members are also fairly capable of being rather conversant in multiple languages, but not necessarily the same exact ones as he's sufficiently conversant in.

Justin hopes to see Arizona become a real American Baseball Refuge powerhouse in for many years into the future, if possible, in the future. But it may take a good while before that proves to be the case, seeing as this will only be the ABRS's second season overall, of course.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personnel profile most likely to be posted here will be that of Steve Daniels, the Canyoneers' current General Manager, as soon as possible, I think. Thank you for your time and all, everyone. CD out.

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Time to introduce Steve Daniels, the Canyoneers' current General Manager. This next personnel profile may be longer than most of the ones I have already posted here or may eventually post here in the future, but if it is, then so be it. With no further ado, then, let's start trying to get to know at least a bit about him here as best as we can, folks.

Steve Daniels was born on December 30, 1899 in Wilmington Manor, Delaware to Robert Stanley and Setahu, a native of Egypt circa 1285 BC, as their first son and child. His father was an archeologist's son of about a year or two old when he got suddenly whisked into the past while his parents were working on an archeological expedition with a good-sized dig crew. When he returned from the past after spending one day in it, and having not been seen in his own time for that long, he was not alone. For a young girl about his age was mysteriously next to him wearing Egyptian baby clothes from that time, which was basically just a smock of some sort and a loincloth. Not knowing who she was, and not finding anything that might identify her family and all, a member of his father's dig crew soon took her in and adopted and raised her to adulthood.

Robert Stanley grew up learning not only English and a number of other modern languages, but also several ancient languages as well. Languages such as Ancient Egyptian and Sanskrit, to name just two. While Setahu already knew her mother tongue fairly well for someone of her age, she still hadn't fully learned it by the time she appeared suddenly in the 20th Century AD as she had, of course. However, as she grew, she learned it, and was sufficiently fluent in it by the time she was ten years old, picking up Hebrew and other Middle Eastern languages along the way as well. And she also learned English and Greek and Latin over time, but she was not sufficiently fluent in them until her early teens, however.

By the time Setahu and Robert Stanley were both about to finish high school, they'd decided to consider marriage in the very near future, after having started to date each other when they were both 15 years of age. They got engaged to each other the first day of their senior year of high school at a school in New Mexico, and set a date for their wedding of the day after their high school graduation.

About a year and a half later, more or less, Steve was then born. Within fifteen more years, six more siblings were born to Robert Stanley and Setahu, including four more boys. Steve grew up the son of an archeologist and a foreign language and world history teacher in various places mainly all over the United States and Canada, but primarily in the American Southwest, largely because it in some ways reminded his parents of the North African desert from which his mother had come from, for instance. He frequently traveled all over the world with his family, and especially to North Africa and the Middle East, whenever and wherever he then did so.

It was while he and his family were off on yet another summer archeological dig in Persia that he met his future wife, a young beauty of fifteen, during a bit of random wandering near the dig site in question. However, she was not dressed in modern-style attire when he first saw her, but in a long-flowing set of robes that appeared to be from a much earlier time, yet new. When he asked her who she was, in somewhat broken Farsi, seeing as he didn't yet know it very well, she told him her name was Parvin, of the Sadeghi family, in Farsi, and that she had run away from her family in an attempt to avoid being married to a high-level Persian noble who was more than four times her age with a small harem of women already.

He soon asked her how she'd come to where he'd first seen her, and she said that she'd been running away from some Imperial Guards, before finding an unoccupied and apparently abandoned house, and falling asleep in a bed she'd found there. The next thing she knew, she'd woken up in that bed, and found herself in an unfamiliar room. Hearing nearby voices in the house she didn't recognize, she quite quickly fled it, running off from it in a randomly-chosen direction. While fleeing, and trying to find out just where and when she now was, she had then encountered him suddenly and unexpectedly, in truth.

It wasn't too much later before Steve learned that she was from the time just after the fall of the Babylonian Empire to the Medo-Persian Empire, and more about Parvin and her family. When he told her about herself and her family, she soon told him that she was glad she'd never have to deal with them again, and why. She told him several stories of her youth and early adolescence, and by the time she was done, even he was crying and not a little angry at many members of her now-long-departed family. It took several years of mutual healing to deal with their feelings about such matters, but once they'd dealt with them, they resolved never to talk about them to anyone else ever again, if they didn't absolutely have to. Not even their future children, for sure.

They married several years after their first meeting, just as soon as they felt ready enough to do so, when he was 21 and she 20, in Phoenix, Arizona. They then waited until he'd finally finished law school and she'd begun working as an artist/fashion designer/novelist to start a family with each other, ultimately settling near Flagstaff, Arizona. Their first child was born in 1926, and over the next dozen or so years, four more children ultimately followed.

After the Second World War, the Canyoneers were quickly created, and Justin Geissler was looking for a suitable General Manager to help them get them started off well from a business and legal standpoint. After interviewing several candidates, including Steve, he ultimately offered Steve the job. Steve took it, although not without at least a little trepidation about it at first. Parvin convinced him to take the offer and do the best he could in that position, ultimately.

He and Parvin still live with two of their five children where they've lived ever since settling in Flagstaff. They have a very happy marriage, and their home is always filled with a lot of love and good times. They don't know what the future holds, but as long as they're still able to be with each other, they believe everything will always work out for them and those close to them, ultimately.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personnel profile that's most likely to be shared here will be for Josh Bruce, the Canyoneers' current field Manager. Please watch for it to be posted here as quickly as possible. Thank you all for your time and attention here, of course, folks. CD out.

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Time to introduce Josh Bruce. This should be a post about average length for one of these personnel profiles, I think. So with no further ado, let's start trying to get to know at least a little bit about him and his life here, folks.

Josh Bruce was born on September 25, 1894 in Catalina, Arizona to Arthur August "Gooze" and the former Isabel Artigas as their fifth son and last of ten biological children, following his older siblings Abel, Baruch, Chloe, Dorothy, Esther Erika, Francisco, Geraldine, Hjalmar Henry, and Imogene, each born an average of about a year and a half to two years apart. All his siblings were still living at home with their parents when he was born, however, on the family's 2,000-acre ranch, just north of Tucson. Although Abel was now in college, he still was living there when Josh was born.

He lived his entire childhood and adolescence living near Tucson with his family until he was out of high school, after which he then took himself off to Slaabovia for several years to attend college. While attending college there, he dated a few women before meeting the love of his life, one Zanka Birri Prezi. He remained in Slaabovia until right after the 1920 Summer Olympics, by which time he'd marred Zanka. It had taken a few weeks after those Olympics for him to wrap up all necessary business he had in Slaabovia before he could return to the United States with his new wife, though. When he returned to the States with her, they soon settled in Nevada for about twenty or so years near both Winnemucca and Paradise Valley.

While still living in that part of northern Nevada, they began gladly raising a family together, ultimately gaining eleven children, including two sets of twins and one set of triplets. Seven of them were sons, and four were daughters, ultimately. Three of the daughters were the triplets just mentioned, while the other was born as a twin.

Sometime around the middle of World War II, Josh moved his family to Arizona, after hearing his parents' health had ultimately begun to quickly decline. While living near Tucson for a few years to be closer to them while his parents were still around, he first met Justin Geissler. A friendship soon began between Josh and Justin. They kept in touch for the next several years, and Justin promised to patiently wait until all necessary matters had been attended to for Josh before he'd ask Josh if he was interested in certain other matters Justin currently had in mind for him.

Josh's parents both died within weeks of World War II ending. It wasn't much later that Josh's remaining business in southern Arizona was dealt with as needed. When the Canyoneers were then formed, Justin quickly offered Josh the opportunity to be their first-ever field manager on the major league level. He took the job offer, and moved his family to the Flagstaff area just as quickly as he then could, of course.

He and Zanka now live between Flagstaff and Winslow, but closer to Flagstaff than Winslow, with their family, of which their sons Zengu, Rujabu, Padutti, Joseph, Charlie, Isaac, and Sebastian, along with their daughters Feylin, Zulmara, Tezzi, and Brianna are a part. Brianna and Isaac are each other's twin, and look quite alike at eleven years old, as of the present time. Brianna and Isaac both are the most interested in sports of all Josh and Zanka's children, as well. Isaac hopes to be able to play professional baseball someday in the future, if possible, in fact.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I"m sure. The next personnel profile that's most likely to be shared will be the one for the Arizona Canyoneers' Bench Coach, Shoitsu Suda. Please watch for it to be posted as soon as possible, of course. Thank you all for your time and attention here, then, everyone. CD out.

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Time to introduce you to Shoitsu Suda, the Canyoneers' Bench Coach. This profile may be a bit longer than average, but if it is, then so be it. With no further ado, then, let's start trying to get to know him at least a little bit here, if we can, folks.

Shoitsu Suda was born on September 15, 1888 in Tokyo, Japan to Hirotaka and the former Kotoko Hasabe as their fourth son and sixth of nine children overall. He has four brothers and four sisters, with his last two sisters being twins. He grew up the son of a merchant and a doctor/novelist in a very loud, but not especially confrontational family. While most of those who he and his family knew in their lives when he was younger were Buddhists and/or Shintoists, he and his family members for at least three generations on both sides have all been Protestant Christians, if not longer. This has led periodically to trouble from others for them in various ways, through various forms of persecution, including being periodically attacked or even killed at times. Yet the Sudas and many related people to them still remain faithful to Jesus, even though then now have several martyrs among themselves because of that faithfulness to Him who they've loved, do love, and will love.

Just after Shoitsu finished high school, his parents had a shared vision warning them of great potential danger ahead for many members of his family. After receiving that vision, his parents and others called a family meeting to discuss that vision. It was decided, that for his safety and the safeties of many others, they would have to leave Japan at least temporarily for several other countries. By random draw of a sort, he was put with several other people on a ship bound for California. With him on that ship were all three of his younger siblings. Other siblings of his would stay in Japan, if they were still there, while those who were currently outside Japan's territory would still remain outside of it for at least the foreseeable future, in any case. Of course, his parents would definitely stay in Japan, come what may, especially because they never wanted to leave Japan again, and because they knew they'd most likely never survive a long trip on the sea to another nearby country anyway. Especially while dealing with certain health-related issues more and more of late in their lives.

It was with much sadness and all for many people, including Shoitsu, that several ships left Japan for various other countries in the world, knowing that many aboard those ships might never actually see Japan in person again in their respective mortal lives, for various reasons. Or that those remaining in Japan might never see those people who were now leaving it, of course, in person either while still alive, for that matter.

Shoitsu would not finally return to Japan for nearly forty years, ultimately. In that intervening time, he made his way to Arizona with the siblings and others that he was put in charge of at least until they were legal adults. First settling in Phoenix, Arizona with seven other people, including his three younger siblings, he soon went to college near Phoenix. Graduating earlier from college than most would, he then quickly went into business to help support those who he was currently responsible for in his life. While he was running a small publishing business, he first met the woman who'd ultimately become his wife, one known most commonly as Ooljee Ankti Skysong, a half-Navajo and half-Hopi schoolteacher from somewhere near Flagstaff, Arizona.

By the time World War I broke out, he and Ooljee were already married, and with a child on the way within about two months of their wedding, more or less. That child, Kwahu Hideyori, was born in Flagstaff the following February. Five more children were born by the time the Nazis gained power in Germany, three of them girls. Two of his sons play pro basketball, while his youngest son is still too young to play pro sports. That son may want to play pro baseball later, though. Time will tell if that comes to pass for him, of course.

After WWII ended, Shoitsu and others went to Japan briefly, for multiple reasons. He eventually returned to where he had lived with his family and where his parents and others had worked. And while his parents and others had already been long gone from the world, he found many things they and others had hidden secretly in certain unexpected places. Including many scrolls of texts and pictures, for instance, even various family records were found in such places, for that matter. Everything he and his family found that pertained to it sufficiently, his family kept, where and when possible and appropriate and all. For other items found, they were soon given to the heirs of certain families in like manner, where and when possible, et cetera, for sure.

After Shoitsu returned to the States with his family, he then unexpectedly met Justin Geissler while they were each attending to different business-related matters near Washington, DC., quite surprisingly. They quickly got to talking about professional sports, and Justin suddenly got the urge to mention the Canyoneers currently needing a Bench Coach for their top-level ABRS team. Within three days of their first meeting, then, Shoitsu was hired by the Canyoneers as their first-ever Bench Coach.

The Suda family still lives in or near Flagstaff, generally, although one daughter now lives with her husband and their children near Fairbanks, Alaska, in truth. Shoitsu and Ooljee's marriage isn't totally perfect, for she can occasionally have fits of temper in her life, for instance. But their marriage bond is strong, and even though others have tried to split them up at times, they still remain totally devoted to and very passionately faithful to each other in their lives.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personnel profile that's most likely to be shared will be the one for the Arizona Canyoneers' Pitching Coach, Frank Morton. Please watch for it to be posted as soon as possible, of course. Thank you all for your time and attention here, then, everyone. CD out.

[Clovidequano Dovatha]

Time to introduce you to the Arizona Canyoneers' Pitching Coach, Frank Morton. This personnel profile may be a bit longer than average, but if it is, then so be it. There will be many unpleasant events mentioned in it, but they still will provide important details about him and many people close to him, nevertheless, to hopefully help illustrate his life's circumstances up until now to at least some degree. With no further ado, then, let's start trying to get to know at least a little bit about him, as best as we each can, folks.

Frank Morton was born on December 19, 1909 in Coalinga, California to Lemuel and the former Zylphia Odette Phyllis Hazzard as their sixth son and tenth of fifteen biological children when his parents were still in their early thirties, at most. His parents had produced two sets of twins and a set of triplets before his birth, along with two single-birth deliveries. His parents had been married against their wills while they were still in their middle to late teens, at most, per their respective criminal parents' wishes. His father's side of the family often trafficked in illegal commodities, including, but not limited to, the illegal production, sale, and consumption of alcoholic beverages such as beer, for example. While his mother's side of the family often trafficked many people for various illegal and/or immoral purposes, for example.

He grew up in a family well-entrenched in the world of assorted criminal enterprises from all over the world. And he's really hated that fact quite a bit in his life, from birth to even the current time for him in his life. When he finished high school, not only did he go to college in another state, he took as many of his siblings with him as he then could. But he couldn't take all of them when he left California for college in Missouri, unfortunately, for various reasons then present for him in his life.

It was while he was still attending college in the St. Louis area that he met the Germany-born woman who'd ultimately become his wife. Her name was Saskia Weber, the daughter of a Jewish shopkeeper and his restaurant chef wife, and she had several siblings of her own as well. While her family was still mostly in Germany, she was able to go to the States for college, to study astronomy and other related subjects. Things were starting to heat up in Germany, but the majority of her family was still in it, much to her displeasure. She hoped they would still be safe from harm while she was away from them, though.

Unfortunately, while she was still in the States working towards advanced degrees, the Nazis took power in Germany and nearby countries, and began seizing power more and more power for themselves. And not only in Germany, either. They even seized it in several other countries, taking many people captive, especially Jews and certain others. It wasn't long before they began taking captives that the Nazis began the process of exterminating them in various places at times. Others were forced into work camps or to serve certain people in certain ways against their wills for their survival or the survivals of those sufficiently close to them in their lives as well.

By the time of the 1936 Summer Olympics, much of her family had already been rounded up, at least, if not even killed, and Saskia had been married to Frank for two years. They were, however, unable to directly rescue anyone close enough to her from where they were in the States, much to their mutual dismay and regret, and not only because they weren't able to get into countries now controlled by the Nazis at all. They tried to do what they could, of course, but many of those close to her were killed, made slaves in work camps, or were forced to serve certain people in certain ways against their wills.

Eventually, by the time WWII broke out, Frank and Saskia already had their seen their first four children born as quadruplets in November 1938. Triplets came in August 1941, and then twins in May 1943, followed by a single birth in July 1946. By the end of WWII, the family had moved to Arizona, and settled near Flagstaff, at Justin Geissler's suggestion. Frank and Saskia had met him one day in 1943, before the twins' births, and he had convinced them to move their family there as soon as possible.

Right after the war ended, Justin soon asked Frank if he'd be interested in perhaps signing up with his new baseball team as their first-ever head pitching coach. Frank said he was, and was soon hired as such for the Arizona Canyoneers. Especially after Saskia and several of their older children told him to accept Justin's job offer in no uncertain terms, even, in truth.

The family now lives just west of Flagstaff between there and the Grand Canyon near Williams. Many members of Saskia's family who had survived the war and who didn't want to stay in Europe after it now live near them there, with several spouses and children living with them there. Ultimately, the Holocaust the Nazis had unleashed on far too many people had actually taken the lives of roughly 90% of her family in areas that had been controlled by or invaded by the Nazis, as Frank and Saskia and various other people eventually learned in their respective lives.

Frank and Saskia now work to help survivors of the Holocaust and World War II as much as they can, whenever they can. And they have both vowed to do so for the rest of thier lives, for sure, without reservations of any possible kind. They do not yet know it, but they will have four more children by the middle of October, if enough things go well enough for them and their regrowing family in the meantime.

Picture(s) and certain other information will be shared later as possible and all, I'm sure. The next personnel profile that's most likely to be shared will be the one for the Arizona Canyoneers' Hitting Coach, Craig Lucey. Please watch for it to be posted as soon as possible, of course, folks. Thank you for your time and all, everyone, as always. CD out.

[Clovidequano Dovatha]

Haven't been able to make any real progress with things related to this dynasty lately, or at least not many things of much note, except for perhaps a few graphics-related items. Hopefully, though, that will change very soon, of course. In the meantime, I have been making many more graphics of late than has perhaps been usual for me around here, and all, folks. If you'd like to see them, and all, please feel free to check out my new graphics thread that Eugene Church kindly started for me here, and all.

If you'd perhaps want me to try and do some uniforms and caps for you, please let me know what you'd like, if at all possible, and I'll see what I can do for you, whenever and however I can. Unfortunately, logo-making still escapes me here, folks. Thank you for your time and all, then. CD out.