This is one of those routine questions that a person shouldn't stumble over attempting to reply. Yet I always do. It ends up being a drawn out, rambling mess of an answer that likely makes the acquaintance who asked it wished they'd mentioned the weather instead. I was born in Manhattan, which isn't really a …
New York City: Birthplace of Baseball
On a cold, cloudy Manhattan day in November of 1963, 7 days before JFK was assassinated, I was born. While I didn't know it at the time, baseball, the game I would come to love in a few short years, was born just a few miles away. Rounders, town ball, and variations of stick and ball games were …
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