I once heard/read that only petty people have petty grievances. Petty be me
I find it amusing the things that somewhat intelligent people get their knickers in a twist about until I remember how twisted my knickers are. 331 more words
Let’s see, the Mets are playing the Pirates, my father and I Jewish, Michael Santasieri, Italian and Catholic, watch the Mets score the winning run. 357 more words
I love vintage cards, and loving old cards often means you have to decide how bad of a condition you are willing to accept in order to add one of the prized pieces to your collection. 586 more words
The bottom of the third inning of the 1937 All-Star game continues through the words of Bob Elston.
The great DiMaggio is on first base. Dizzy Dean delivers and Lou Gehrig, his failure to homer at Washington’s Griffith Stadium having been cited in the pregame talk, wallops a two run home run. 236 more words