Saturday can be deemed Perfection.

The weather was Perfection.

My family is Perfection.

The NY Yankees were Perfection except no home run #61 from the close to Perfection, #99 Aaron Judge, whose uniform identity reflects his nearly perfect season.

My daughter treating us to the game was Perfection.

No wait and seats round trip on the D Train was rare and Perfection.

Stadium seats were Perfection.

Crowd was calm and civil and achieved Perfection.

What a special day.

Wish life could be this perfect more often…I could revel in that and never tire or take for granted absolute Perfection.