America’s Pastime Thursday, September 25, 2014Tuesday, December 30, 2014Ken I share a birthday with Mickey Mantle. Once, I wanted to play Yankee baseball – shortstop, like Phil Rizzuto, scooting bases, turning two. I starred in childhood street games, now watch Jeter fly for the last time. Share this poem:TwitterFacebookTumblrRedditEmailLinkedInWhatsAppPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related
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