Opening day of the Washington Nationals is akin to a holiday for me, so what better day than today to rerun one of my favorite posts from 2014. I’ll take you back to when my dad was discovered by Brooklyn Dodgers scouts and signed by the Dodgers to attend their training camp and try out for the team… 

Dad would never have told you these things I’m about to share, but if you started asking questions, he would have told you some great baseball stories.  Asking Dad’s friends about his baseball accomplishments; however, opened a floodgate of stories about what a great baseball player he was!

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Junior year 1945

Dad was always quite the athlete.  He was captain of his high school basketball team, but his first love was always baseball.

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Dad’s basketball letter

Dad grew up with three brothers and a tomboy sister, and they spent every spare moment playing baseball with their cousins who lived nearby.  During recess at school they could also be found playing baseball even if it meant using an old board for a bat, and a ball that was falling apart.  Dad’s brother became very good at sewing covers back on their old baseballs because they couldn’t afford to buy new ones.

As dad grew up he excelled at baseball.  He had unusual skills as a right handed player, batting left handed.  In addition to his high school team, he played on local community teams.  Word spread about what good players he and his cousin Neal were, and a local scout came to watch them play.

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In 1947 Dad and Neal were signed by the Brooklyn Dodgers to attend their training camp and try out for the team.  They caught a bus to High Point, North Carolina where they attended Spring Training with the Pulaski Counts Farm Team.  Dad was assigned number 13 and given a mismatched uniform with over-sized pants fit for someone twice his size.

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The Pulaski Counts played in the Appalachian League from 1946 to 1950.  The Appalachian League was a rookie-class minor league made up of small-town teams in the Appalachian Mountains of Virginia, Tennessee, North Carolina, and West Virginia.  They were considered a Class D league.  Larry Kinzer was the manager of the Pulaski Counts in 1947 when my dad attended training camp.  The team went 79-43 and finished in first place that year.

Dad played third base and his coach took a special liking to him.  The coach gave Dad extra hours of practice which just might have lead to the end of his major league chances.  A serious cut with a saw to Dad’s left hand the previous summer was still causing him great pain, especially with the additional time working with the coach.  Baseball gloves were pretty flimsy back then and provided minimal cushioning to the palm of the hand.

After just a few weeks, the old injury was causing Dad so much pain and interfering with his ability to play at that high level that he had to leave training camp.  His cousin Neal stayed for several more weeks until he was cut from the team.

Back home, Dad continued to rule third base on his local community teams for many more years.  Even today, his buddies still talk about what a great player he was.  He said that he didn’t mind not making the Brooklyn Dodgers Farm Team because if he had made the team, he probably would have moved away and might not have married my mom.

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When visiting my mom this spring we dug out Dad’s old cleats and marveled at how much athletic shoes have changed since the 1940’s.

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We also found the baseball bat that he had made in his wood-working shop after he retired.  We can’t find his old black glove that my brother and I remember him using throughout our childhood, because at some point he replaced it with the glove below.  This tan glove brings back a flood of memories of Dad playing baseball with his four grandsons.

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And that is exactly the legacy that Dad would want to be remembered by… playing baseball with his grandsons, and having time to watch them play in their Little League and high school games.

While researching this story, I reached out to my brother, nephews, sons, and mom for help.  Here are some of their memories…

Granddad always told us that the fields he played on didn’t have fences,
so if you wanted a home run you had to earn it!
Dave

I remember Granddaddy getting in the batting cage when I was about 12,
and hitting about 19 out of 20 pitches.
He also batted against Dave a little over 10 years ago,
and Dave hit him with a pitch.
Grandaddy made contact on a few of them.
Rob

When Granddad played in the orchard with Joseph and me when we were little,
he pitched underhanded to us.
Daniel

I received a full sized bat made by Granddad in 2006
and it says “for Robby from Goodabby” on it…

Dave and I also got little bats for our children last year, also dated 2006…
Mine says “Hubble Heir” on it.
Rob

During your dad’s 1952 season, I went to all of his games but one,
and my sister Ann and brother Bill went to many of your dad’s games with me.
I just read in my old diary that on June 29, 1952 he hit a home run!
Mom

Baseball was usually the sport of choice at my grandmother’s summer cookouts, and you can bet that my dad was out there playing with the little ones.  It didn’t matter if his grandsons, nieces, or nephews were playing, he was always there to show them how to swing the bat or throw the ball.

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Dad with Dave in 1987

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Rob making contact with a ball pitched by Dad in 1987

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Dad pitching to the kids in 1995

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Daniel swinging at his granddaddy’s pitch in 1995

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Dad and Joseph playing cul-de-sac baseball in 1997

Even though Dad had an opportunity to play for the Brooklyn Dodgers, he was a lifelong Yankees fan.  We had lots of fun smack talking when my Nationals played his Yankees, but he usually got the last laugh…

 

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