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Growing up in Brooklyn in the '40s and following the war in the papers and on the radio every day, read more
Growing up in Brooklyn in the '40s and following the war in the papers and on the radio every day, the world looked very different to us then.
I am not worried about facing Belgium. I get worried about things like the speed of bullets if I had read more
I am not worried about facing Belgium. I get worried about things like the speed of bullets if I had to go to war.
The triple is the most exciting play in baseball. Home runs win a lot of games, but I never understood read more
The triple is the most exciting play in baseball. Home runs win a lot of games, but I never understood why fans are so obsessed with them.
Anytime you give up one run in Coors Field you expect to win a ball game. It just shows how read more
Anytime you give up one run in Coors Field you expect to win a ball game. It just shows how well Myers pitched.
We've been raising money to pay off the marquee and we've been raising money to pay off the buildings. Right read more
We've been raising money to pay off the marquee and we've been raising money to pay off the buildings. Right now, we've sent letters out to people asking for $1,000 donations to pay off the buildings. While trying to pay off the building, we've also been raising money to renovate the marquee. ... I'm hoping people will respond to the letters that we sent and at least send some money.
It was a business decision. We just felt this was the right time for me to come in. There's no read more
It was a business decision. We just felt this was the right time for me to come in. There's no love lost, there's no harm. I'm coming in with an open mind and ready to play, no grudges at all.
These falls are typically always frozen, but they're getting shorter as the snow pack increases.
These falls are typically always frozen, but they're getting shorter as the snow pack increases.
They had to defend themselves.
They had to defend themselves.
I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am read more
I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.