A Baseball Memory of my Father

The business card was crumpled after living a few days in Dad’s fat and crowded wallet. In green, yellow, and black raised ink it said, “Holiday Inn,” and “Rose Calderone.” My father was basically the Johnny Appleseed of bowling for the Brunswick Corporation at the time. His official title was Regional Promotional Manager. In theContinueContinue reading “A Baseball Memory of my Father”

Meeting Don Honig

One of the best things about writing “Big Cat: The Life of Baseball Hall of Famer Johnny Mize” has been meeting Donald Honig – on the telephone and through the mail, because he doesn’t do email. Before exchanging letters with him almost 25 years ago, when the idea for a Mize book first planted itsContinueContinue reading “Meeting Don Honig”