I found myself in a race with Mother Nature to play as much baseball as I could before she forced me to stop.

We devote our entire lives to becoming good ball players. We take batting practice until our hands bleed.

Human beings are pampered by the Lord. Their real tests don't come until later in life.

Playing baseball was my dream, and no amount of money could sway my opinion.

Oakland revolved around Forbes Field. Nothing in the city could match that atmosphere.

To middle-class parents, the project team may have seemed unfit for children, but it was exactly what I needed.

My first job after my retirement from baseball was as a narrator for the Eastman Philharmonica.