Category: Baseball

Sometimes The Holy Grails We Seek Are Right There All Along I suspect we each have our own individual grail quests. It’s a uniquely personal endeavor, filled with passion, hope, heartbreak and peril. Holy Grails themselves can evolve over time and take many forms. For me, one of my...

There Once Was A Time When Every Town Had A Team Every Team Had A Star Every Boy Had A Dream      This is the fifth in my series of baseball card themed stories.  As a boy growing up in Saranac Lake, despite the long, cold winters and short...

The “Say Hey Kid” Willie Mays *This story is dedicated to the memory of my Aunt Viv & her son, Jack Lilley. He was my 2nd cousin. He collected baseball cards. He died in a car accident six years before I was born. I’ve been honored to carry on...

Christy Mathewson & Larry Doyle Big League TB patients Forever Inspiring Saranac Lake Youth League Baseball ********** There Once Was A Time When Every Town Had A Team Every Team Had A Star Every Boy Had A Dream ********** Author’s Note: This is the third in my planned series...

Commandeering a “Yankee Clipper” On the Shores of Cape Cod ********** There Once Was A Time When Every Town Had A Team  Every Team Had A Star  Every Boy Had A Dream ********** Author’s Note: This is the second in my series of baseball card stories.  Since my first...

There Once Was A Time When Every Town Had A Team Every Team Had A Star Every Boy Had A Dream ********** Author’s Introduction:  For me, baseball cards are a combination fountain of youth/time capsule. That musty bubble gum cardboard aroma transports me. When I hold one of my...

Somewhere Out There Beyond All Worry And Strife Exists A parallel Universe Where Dreams Are Reality Where Baseball Is Life ***** Somewhere Out There Exists An Alternate World Where Imagination Sprints Onto The Field Where I’m Pitching Baseballs To The Roar Of The Crowd ***** Somewhere Beyond Anywhere Hometown...

“My Adirondack Baseball Journey” There Once Was a Time Where Every Town Had a Team Every Team Had a Star Every Boy Had a Dream **********      I grew up in the 1960’s and ’70’s.  An era when baseball was still our nation’s true pastime. When every stick was...

Author’s Note: This story was published in The Adirondack Almanack’s December 21, 2021 online edition. **********      We  moved to Saranac Lake from Lake Placid in the summer of ’73.  I had just finished 4th grade.               My brother Ray (“Raymond” then) & I explored the river, rode bikes,...