Stories of the famous and not-so-famous men and women from the days when baseball was "Arkansas' Game." Always free and always short enough to finish in one cup of coffee.
Jim: This column is a classic, a wonderfully rich assemblage of unusual baseball tales. They're all great, but the Baumann rang some special bells for me. My sandlot and high school battery mate in Connecticut. was John Forline, later a Dartmouth College hurler whose brother played for years in the minors and for a spell with and/or against Baumann. John peppered me with stories about the sizable first sacker. Mike played many seasons in Reidsvlle, North Carolina, where John would spend many a week in many a summer traveling with the Class B club. Fine experiences for John, later an M.D. who--
with his only child, a daughter--DROWNED in the Nile in Egypt after losing his wife to cancer just months earlier. A convoluted story, admittedly, but coming to me only because of the slugger. Thanks tons again!
Jim: This column is a classic, a wonderfully rich assemblage of unusual baseball tales. They're all great, but the Baumann rang some special bells for me. My sandlot and high school battery mate in Connecticut. was John Forline, later a Dartmouth College hurler whose brother played for years in the minors and for a spell with and/or against Baumann. John peppered me with stories about the sizable first sacker. Mike played many seasons in Reidsvlle, North Carolina, where John would spend many a week in many a summer traveling with the Class B club. Fine experiences for John, later an M.D. who--
with his only child, a daughter--DROWNED in the Nile in Egypt after losing his wife to cancer just months earlier. A convoluted story, admittedly, but coming to me only because of the slugger. Thanks tons again!