Illustration from Elise Thomason Print Studio
He hated the Yankees. But it wasn’t about him. We loved them. And you got a free bat. That he could get behind.
We had plenty of money but there was something about a deal. So, we piled into the Country Squire station wagon and off we drove to the Bronx.
That couldn’t have been fun for him either. Every year.…
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