MARVELOUS MARV THRONBERRY INTO THE EERIE LIGHT
He was a baseball player, and I was a kid. So
much I cannot remember; maybe he was a Twin?
But that can't be so, because they came much later,
like '62. I'd say then, a Cardinal, between me and
you. Orioles, Yankees, and Mets - all slam by in
Marv's quick procession. He was the only one I'd
seen on out of uniform life. And then came Yogi.
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I saw Yogi twice. Once on the Macomb's Dam Bridge.
He was in a little Ford, in traffic like then rest. It was
after a game, and the teams were leaving. The visitors
went home on a team bus, while the Yankees went home
alone. It was evening the next time, getting dark, on a
very dim, rained-out day.
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