I'd like to be remembered as someone who showed up for the job. I consider myself a worker.

Baseball is a rookie, his experience no bigger than the lump in his throat as he begins fulfillment of his dream.

With the Giants I broadcast the debut of Hall of Famer Willie Mays.

So much happened (in 1968) it was hard to keep up with everything. We had Denny McLain's thirty-one victories, Gates Brown's great pinch-hitting in the clutch, Tom Matchick's home run to beat Baltimore in the ninth inning, then Daryl Patterson striking out the side to beat them in the ninth. Excitement every day in the ballpark.

Everybody in the minor leagues - if you're a player, an announcer, whatever - wants to be in the big leagues.

I deeply appreciate the people of Michigan. I love their grit. I love the way they face life. I love the family values they have.

Wheaties was the big sponsor in those days (1940s). They sponsored almost all the baseball games in the majors and the minors. That was a lot of Wheaties. I think there were twenty-four boxes in a case and some of these guys were hitting twenty-five and thirty home runs a season. We had a dog in those days named Blue Grass and the players used to give us their Wheaties for him. Blue Grass loved Wheaties and so did I.