Re: Birthdays: 4/18
Here's a sample from Sam's chapter of Glory. Hope it's OK to post here; if not I apologize; mods can go ahead and take it down.
Imagine being a 16-year-old boy at the turn of the century and having this adventure..How much fun would that be???
I remember when I made my first baseball trip. A bunch of us from around Wahoo,
all between sixteen and eighteen years old, made a trip overland in a wagon drawn by a team of horses.
One of the boys got his father to let us take the wagon. It was a lumber wagon, with four wheels, the kind they used
to haul the grain to the elevator, and was pulled by a team of two
horses. It had room to seat all of us-I think there were 11 or 12 of us
and we just started out and went fr;om town to town, playing their teams.
One of the boys was a comet player, and when we'd come to a town
he'd whip out that comet and sound off. People would all come
out to see what was going on, and we'd announce that we were
the Wahoo team and were ready for a ball game. Every little town out
there on the prairie had its own ball team and ball grounds, and we
challenged them all. We didn't have any uniforms or anything, just
baseball shoes maybe, but we had a manager. I pitched and played
the outfield both.
It wasn't easy to win those games, as you can imagine. Each of those
towns had its own umpire, so you really had to go some to win. We
played Freemont, and Dodge, and West Point, and lots of others in
and around Nebraska. Challenged them all. Did pretty well, too.
We were gone three or four weeks. Lived on bread and beefsteak
the whole time. We'd take up a collection at the games-pass the hat,
you know-and that paid our expenses. Or some of them, anyway. One
of the boys was the cook, but all he could cook was round steak. We'd
get 12 pounds for a dollar and have a feast. We'd drive along the
country roads, and if we came to a stream, we'd go swimming; if we
came to an apple orchard, we'd fill up on apples. We'd sleep anywhere.
Sometimes in a tent, lots of times on the ground, out in the open. If
we were near some fairgrounds, we'd slip in there. If we were near a
bam, well ....
"In baseball, you don't know nothin'"...Yogi Berra