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MEMORIES OF PEANUTS AND BEER |
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Written by Mark Barkawitz
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Saturday, 09 August 2008 |
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t was just before the All-Star break back in '88, when my friend Billy called with free tickets for the Dodgers game, compliments of Ozzie Smith, the St. Louis Cardinals all-star shortstop and future Hall of Famer. St. Louis was in town for a three-game series and Billy worked with Ozzie's brother at one of those weekly advertisement papers.
Billy and I were at the Will Call window by 6:20 that evening for the 7:30 game. By 6:45, there was still no sign of Ozzie Smith's brother.
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Last Updated ( Saturday, 09 August 2008 )
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Written by William Huhn
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Wednesday, 11 June 2008 |
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nce, toward the end of a gourmet meal my dad had fixed for us, I looked at him, and he wasn’t there. I had never seen him not there before. Till then he had sat at the head of the dinner table as if he always had and always would. But somehow the topic of hair loss came up, and the moment he blamed his on the helmet he’d worn throughout the Second World War, as I said, he disappeared. He hadn’t been killed, neither in that war, nor in the other war I’d heard him talk to Mom about, the Spanish Civil War, but I knew little else about his life, or lives, in the battlefield, not even whether he had a Purple Heart. Seizing on this possibility, I asked the soldier in Dad’s chair if he’d ever been wounded in action.
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 11 June 2008 )
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Written by Robert Reichle
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Sunday, 18 May 2008 |
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n late fall, 1968, I worked a route for the evening paper in Los Angeles, TheHerald-Examiner. An apartment route on a residential boulevard on the monied Westside, it began in the lobby of an elegant 12-story apartment building with doormen/valets and a formal receptionist (not security); it ended at theSanta-Glen Market—what we would call a “boutique” grocery store today. I would toss my last newspaper on the corner of Beverly Glen & Santa Monica Boulevards, then cross through the store’s parking lot and walk down the long ramp into the store to buy a Butterfinger or an Almond Joy or a Rocky Road candy barfor 15 cents, or maybe a half-gallon of milk and a pound of ground beef if Mom had made a request.
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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 20 May 2008 )
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