An enduring record and a botched baseball card

One of my favorite things to write about is the unusual or obscure. You might call it bizarre, or even weird, and that would be fine by me. I think about Abraham Lincoln’s statement–uttered when he was still an unknown young man on the Illinois frontier– that “Towering genius disdains a beaten path. It seeksContinue reading “An enduring record and a botched baseball card”

45s and the Summer of 1979

1979 was an interesting year in my life. And, as 11 year-olds are wont to do, I tried to make sense of what was going on by listening to music written and recorded by adults. I didn’t own any music of my own yet, other than making a few purchases of 45 rpm singles. TheseContinue reading “45s and the Summer of 1979”

Reconstructing an old memory

As a kid who wore glasses from an early age, I identified with ballplayers who wore them, too. One of the most prominently spectacled players was Jeff Burroughs, who had a long career in the majors, with most of it spent in the American League. For some reason, though, I have a partial memory ofContinue reading “Reconstructing an old memory”