When I dip into life’s memory bank for moments of unalloyed joy, the afternoon of October 9, 1966, quickly surfaces. On a brilliant autumnal Sunday, I was sitting with my Grandfather Weigel behind first base […]
When I dip into life’s memory bank for moments of unalloyed joy, the afternoon of October 9, 1966, quickly surfaces. On a brilliant autumnal Sunday, I was sitting with my Grandfather Weigel behind first base […]
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