Not New -Just Renewed!
I’ve walked this planet for 66 years, and hope to stay around for another 34 — then, I’ll reevaluate! This from someone who wasn’t expected to reach age 30, and hoped to live down to that expectation! I didn’t trust anyone over 30 then — so I never wanted to…
Let Us Pray (Play)
Baseball is almost like a religion for me. Truly, baseball has saved me more than once in my life. When many other things seemed to go missing in my life, baseball was always there.
My favorite older brother went off to college when I was 10. I missed him terribly…
“The Pen is Mightier than the Bat”, or “A Hat Thief vs. the All-Time Hits Leader — Who’s First in the Hall of Fame?”
And so we have come to my most famous, and most oft-told story involving baseball. It was a twi-night doubleheader in late June of 1965. The Reds were in town and I was getting two games in for the price of one. That’s how doubleheaders used to work, back in…
The Facts of Life/The Stats of Baseball
My early trips to Forbes Field opened me up to the wonders of baseball, revealing a whole new world of awe and beauty in the game. I felt more at home at that ballpark than I did — anywhere else. Baseball was clearly in my blood, and in my soul.
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The Home Team Comes to Bat
My earliest memory of Major League Baseball came three years after the broken nose incident. The Pittsburgh Pirates, our home team, had made it to the 1960 World Series for the first time since 1927, when my mom was 3 and my dad was 9. I was 5 that year…
The Cottage, Broken Noses and Heroes
Anyone who knows me knows that I have a deep and abiding love of the game of baseball. Some of my fondest memories revolve around this fascinating game. My earliest memory, of course, involves getting my nose broken by a baseball bat when I was but 2 ½ years old…
Adventures and Shared Circumstances
We got the sad news a couple weeks ago that my cousin David lost his battle with cancer and passed away, down near Dallas, Texas. Of my 42 first cousins, he’s now the second (that I know of) to go. He’s the first that was younger…
Rambling Through Forests of My Soul
Days flip by like pages in a book
Sleeping heart sighs for love that’s not around
Sculptured thoughts form, blunt edges chiseled fine
In the waking hours of morn there are no other sounds.
Through forests of my soul to the water I am…
A Late Night Ramble
For a number of reasons, I was laying awake, tossing and turning, my mind drifting to many places in that half-awake, half-still-dreaming state, when I finally gave it up and picked up my IPhone and punched up my old Cowbird account. I started reading some old stories. I read a…
And Vaccine Shaming — Don’t Do It!
“And here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You need to pay to get out of going
Through all these things twice
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis Blues again?”
Bob Dylan, from “Stuck Inside…
