At Weeks End
I was smitten by baseball at a young age.
In the early 1950s granddad and I listened to reports of happenings in the Korean conflict each morning. In the afternoon hed tune into the Mutual Broadcasting Networks baseball game of the day, when many were played under the sun.
Even before the Athletics moved from Philadelphia to Kansas City in 1955, I was hooked. I found a magazine that had rosters for all major league teams, most of which I memorized, along with diagrams of stadiums.
