May is Our Do Gooder Issue

Imagine a tense baseball game. The pitcher stares in and unleashes a fast ball that gets away from him and drills the batter.  At the very least— glares and words are exchanged between batter and pitcher—and maybe a possible “visit” to the pitcher’s mound to “discuss” the incident might ensue—and then maybe a possible further escalation as the benches empty to defend each of the team’s player’s territory, pride and egos…. 

We are enjoying the last weeks of summer, interspersed with climate change indicators that bring fires, floods, excessive heat, and even an earthquake or two. As I write this on September 11, I am mindful that there are thousands more victims than the 2,996 who died that morning in 2001 who have died unexpectedly while simply going about their business.

For over six decades—growing up with Vinnie— you felt in good hands and comforted by a guy—who you knew—loved his job, loved the game of baseball and loved the fans. He was there to give his knowledge and wisdom—his heart and soul—to educate and foster appreciation for the beauty of the sport.