The Babe’s Homer A few years before he died, My maternal grandfather, Sid Plott, told me this story. I always think about it during the World Series. I’ll tell it in his own words: I was a young man in Kansas City, the city where I was born. It was the 1928 World Series between the Yankees and St. …
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Best Seat in the House
It’s World Series time. One of my favorite times of the year. I always recall how my Daddy took this week off to imbibe in two of his loves: squirrel hunting and the World Series. In those days, the World Series began early in October (there weren’t divisions) and coincided with the first week of squirrel season. I …
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