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    Re: "SPIKES" ...on their combat boots...

    I've just received the following question from a contemporary

    "Is this story based on your own life?"

    My reply.

    "Spikes" is a mix of fact and fiction. The fact has a little fiction, and the fiction a little fact. It is a story aimed primarily at the audience of comparatively young baseball fans in the "Dynasty" forum where it is published. I know that they might be interested in the -entirely fictional - baseball careers of Dan Conway, and Ross Tarreg, but as an old man who has experienced a lot of stuff that they probably only have a vague idea of what occurred before some of them were even born, I'm telling the story of Dan and Ross against a background of the world as I've known it from 1938 on.

    I invented Dan to show my audience that not all Americans were pro English before, during, and after the war...I have him state the views of the average American Anglophobe of which there were many, especially before the war, about which, they didn't want to know - until Japan jumped on them, in 1941.

    Ross Tarreg is very, very, loosely based on my elder sister Rose, who was the first sibling that I had much experience of...she, like "Ross" passed out of my life in her teens, to join the Auxillary Terretorial Service. (British women's army) I believe, also, certainly to marry and have three children, as "Ross" later will...she did not, of course, play baseball, or go to America.

    The Tarregs are me and my own family, and what I write about them is true, as far as discretion will allow...I have left out anything which I consider might distress or vex any members of the family who might read it.

    You can take it that the story - apart from world events in 1938, is fiction so far - as George, I have very little personal memory of 1938, so I won't really get into my stride about the Tarreg family until August of that year, when, you may remember, everyone was worried when Hitler marched into Czechoslovakia, and we thought that war would begin then...you might also remember the relief when Neville Chamberlain came back saying that he had patched up things with Hitler, and that there would be "Peace in our time"

    As for the triangle, I myself, have been part of many (usually the side that falls flat on its face!), and I employed a little of that in Dan's "Triangle" I have never been lumbered with a beautiful spy, alas! but I did, in fact, have a shipboard romance with a very nice Canadian woman when I came over here, in 1964. There will be more of that, later on as "George" (me), grows up and goes places. Meanwhile "Lynn Carrol" is based on that woman.
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

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    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    "The Berkshire Eagle"

    July 4th 1938

    Pot and kettle?

    by Lynn Carrol

    Mr Dan Conway, of the “Chicago Tribune” rather
    puts down his own country when he suggests that
    “great nations” are kind and tolerant to everyone
    within their borders.

    He is particularly harsh on my own country, Canada,
    for its taking over the land from the native Indian tribes
    that formerly had sole possession from it, forcing them
    to live as “third-class” citizens in “impoverished”
    reservations.

    So, I will concede that Canada is not a great nation,
    I think that most of my countrymen would admit
    that, we being a modest lot, whilst feeling quietly
    proud that those who actually know that we exist,
    feel quite good about us, believing us to be benign;
    well meaning; generous; and bonny fighters when
    we have to be.

    Perhaps Canadians would prefer this label, rather
    than that of being ‘great’, a label difficult to affix to
    any country in these days of turmoil.

    However, Mr Conway implies that his own country,
    the United States is a great one, but by the standards
    with which he judges, in particular, Great Britain,
    and found it wanting, I’d point out that the Brits have
    a better record than the Americans when it comes
    to both slavery, and pushing Indians into reservations,
    impoverished, or otherwise. The British, currently, are
    not doing this.

    The United Kingdom finally abolished slavery in 1833,
    - without a civil war to bring this about - whilst enlightened
    Americans in the Northern States were still struggling
    to persuade their die-hard brethren in the South to
    give up the practice.

    Certainly the English were guilty of appropriating
    large tracts of land when colonizing North America,
    but some regard the discovery and development of
    vast empty spaces, to be a worthwhile human endeavor.

    In any case, if nobody ever colonized anything for fear
    of annoying the comparatively few natives who underused the
    undiscovered lands, containing such vast resources, of
    benefit to the entire human race, there’d be fewer
    nations in this world, great, or otherwise, including,
    most notably, the United States of America.

    Incidentally, once the Americans threw off the
    British yoke, so far from handing back any of the
    territory that the Brits stole from the Indians, the
    newly emancipated nation, itself, annexed yet more
    land from those unfortunate tribes, pushing the children
    thereof into schools, where they were forbidden to speak
    their own language, or follow their own mores and customs
    - in many ways, more simple and admirable than our
    own modern morals - and, sadly, some of those children, in later
    years, complained of physical; mental; and sexual abuse
    at the hands of their teachers.

    Neither does Canada segregate its black people ...
    admittedly, this may be a virtue of omission, since
    the country is too darn cold for anyone to dwell
    therein,and our black population is probably minimal, anyway,
    but the fact remains - people of any colour may go
    where they please in Canada; at time of writing, this
    is not so in the United States. Is this the mark of a
    ‘great’ nation?

    In any case, why are we arguing about who is 'great’
    and who, not? What does it all matter? Especially in
    these times when the main problem is how do we avert
    another European war?...by appeasement, as Mr Conway
    suggests, or by calling Hitler's bluff, with a firm statement
    that Britain and France (and, possibly, Russia) will march
    against Germany, if it invades Czechoslovakia ?

    It will take a great nation to know the right thing to do.
    -30-
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    July 11th 1938

    Dan Conway phones Lynn Carrol at her home.

    Dan: Miss Carrol?...this is Dan Conway.

    Lynn: Mr Conway...however did you get this number,
    let alone this address...? I’m not listed anywhere.

    Dan: I’m a skilled investigative reporter, remember?
    As an intern, you could learn a lot from me.

    Lynn: Perhaps I wouldn’t care to have what you do,
    Mr Conway...I consider myself a moderate;
    your boss, the Colonel, a right-wing fanatic;
    yourself as Ghengis Khan.

    Dan: (Chuckles) Ah, you mustn’t mind my written rhetoric-
    - that’s just to catch people’s attention...at heart,
    I’m a nice guy.

    Lynn: And what’s a nice guy like you doing on the phone
    with an Indian impoverisher like me, pray?

    Dan: I’m calling to compliment you on your
    America- bashing article published on
    our Fourth of July...nice touch, that.

    Lynn: You’ve read it already?...it was published only
    in the “Eagle”...the only American paper which dared to.

    Dan: Colonel McCormick sent me a clipping, as soon as he
    read it.

    Lynn: ‘America-bashing’, Mr Conway?

    Dan: Subtly done...but comparing us to Hitler?...come on!

    Lynn: As I wrote in the article...what’s the point
    of chest-thumping? We should be discussing
    graver matters.

    Dan: The point of this call of mine, in fact...I would like
    us to get together.

    Lynn: Living up to the reputation over here that you
    American men are fast workers when it comes to
    women...what would be the point of such a
    meeting, Mr Conway?... we’re as different as chalk to cheese
    I 'm just a plain nice Canadian girl, while
    you’re a ...while you’re you.

    Dan: (Nettled) “Yeah?”...well, the point is, Miss
    Carrol, I was wondering why a nice Canadian
    girl like you, wants a war, so much?

    Lynn: A little extravagant, don’t you think?...nobody wants
    war, Mr Conway...but if it’s inevitable anyway,
    as I believe, then we should all fight the good
    fight...including America.

    Dan: While I believe the exact opposite...that’s why we should
    meet...an exchange of views...the first rule of
    journalism...know what’s in your enemy’s mind.

    Lynn: Come, come, Mr Conway, that’s rather extreme
    I see us rather as contending lawyers- ridiculing
    each others case, but, both of us, out of court, reasonable
    people.

    Dan: Exactly the way I see it...so let us reason together.

    Lynn: Are you trying to make what you Americans call
    a date? I wasn’t suggesting that we be friends, Mr Conway.

    Dan: Well I am...as journalists we could be good for
    each other...you can tell me about Canada...I
    can introduce you to some influential folk at the
    National Liberal Club.

    Lynn: You move in such exalted circles?...I’m impressed

    Dan: That’s where I’d wine and dine you, Lynn...what
    say?...you’re not a man-hater, are you?

    Lynn: Well, no, I’ve done the college-and-shipboard-romance,
    thing, but I’m hardly a lovelorn spinster...um...no ulterior
    motive, Mr Conway?...you’re not after my fair white
    body?

    Dan: Cross my heart, and hope to win a Pullitzer...
    and call me “Dan”, okay?

    Lynn: Okay...Dan.
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    Re: "SPIKES" ...on their combat boots...

    A Ross Tarreg game
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    Hudson Hospital (49-36) at Hudson Springers (38-46)
    
    July 2, 1938
      	1 	2 	3 	4 	5 	6 	7 	8 	9 	R 	H 	E
    Hospital 2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	4 	6 	0
    Springers 0 	0 	0 	1 	1 	0 	1 	1 	1 	5 	10 	2
    	
    
    Hospital 	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Jeremy Lee 3B 	5 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.290
    Toby Hemming CF 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	3 	0 	.286
    Preston Shoemaker LF 	4 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.354
    James Thanki 1B 	3 	1 	1 	2 	1 	2 	1 	0 	.250
    Nate Bedell RF 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.285
    Kevin Little SS 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.258
    Eric Huband 2B 	3 	1 	1 	1 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.176
    Ben Dougall C 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.238
      Jeff Reinert PH 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.272
    Zeke Davis P 	2 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.333
      Scott Ervin P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.125
      Jason Sussman P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.333
      Andy Mitchell PH 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.261
      James Nixon P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.333
    Totals 	32 	6 	3 	4 	1 	2 	12 	0 	 
    
    2B: Preston Shoemaker 2 (19)
    HR: James Thanki (15)
    HBP: Ben Dougall
    CS: Eric Huband, Jeremy Lee
    
    	
    Springers 	   AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    A Parko RF 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.285
    B Schuster SS 	4 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.237
    M Livingston C 	3 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.346
    Ji Finnerty CF 	2 	2 	1 	1 	1 	2 	0 	0 	.329
    Z Bonura* 1B 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.270
    Il Goodman LF 	4 	2 	0 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.265
    S Martin 2B 	3 	1 	1 	0 	0 	1 	1 	0 	.256
    J Foxx 3B 	3 	1 	0 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.286
    Ross Tarreg P 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.204
    R Singh P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.000
    G Mancuso* PH 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.284
    Totals        	31 	10 	2 	5 	1 	5 	1 	0 	 
    
    2B: Jimmie Foxx (12), Bill Schuster (14), Ival Goodman (12)
    3B: Ival Goodman (1)
    HR: Jimmy Finnerty (36)
    CS: Stu Martin
    
    E: Bill Schuster 2
    
    Hospital      	IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Zeke Davis 	5.2 	5 	1 	1 	2 	2 	1 	77 	4.50
    Scott Ervin 	1.1 	1 	1 	0 	1 	1 	0 	14 	2.36
    Jason Sussman 	1.0 	2 	0 	0 	1 	1 	0 	16 	4.40
    James Nixon 	0.1 	2 	0 	0 	1 	1 	0 	8 	2.30
    Totals 	       8.1 	10 	2 	1 	5 	5 	1 	115 	 
    	
    Springers 	    IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Ross Tarreg 	8.2 	6 	3 	1 	4 	0 	11 	140 	2.66
    Rick Singh 	0.1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	6 	3.27
    Totals        	9.0 	6 	3 	1 	4 	0 	12 	146 	 
    
    WP: Rick Singh (4-4)
    LP: James Nixon (1-1)
    	
    Temperature: 88F
    Wind: 4 MPH (out to right)
    Attendance: 2,777
    Time: 2:49
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    Re: "SPIKES" ...on their combat boots...

    Florida July 2nd 1938

    It was decided that they would use this trip
    to the Port Richey Stadium for today’s game, as Ross’s
    ‘dress rehearsal’ drive, prior to him formally applying
    for his licence.

    He had been an apt pupil under her tutelage, and
    Rose was confident that he would easily pass his driving
    test by the official examiner; nevertheless, she decided to
    have a bit of fun on this last journey with him in the
    driver’s seat...after today, she would resume the chauffeuring
    of her beloved Packard on their regular trips to their
    equally cherished Springer games - he as participant,
    she as vociferous spectator- until Ross acquired a car
    of his own.

    As they approached the gates of Bayonet Point Park,
    Ross halted at one of the many intersecting streets and
    avenues within the Park, itself, to allow an old lady,
    trundling a walker, to cross.

    As she made her laborious way, across, Rose complained
    in mock impatience “They’ll be into the nightcap, time we
    get there, at this rate, Ross...goose her with a toot”

    “I do that...” was his instant rejoinder “..we’ll not make
    the Stadium at all, this day, the old dear droppin’
    dead of a heart-attack...this heap’s got a klaxon like the
    Queen Mary!”.

    Rose smiled; she enjoyed jousting with his Cockney
    wit...she looked forward to an amusing journey with him.

    As they halted at the Park gates, waiting for a gap in
    the traffic streaming past on the road adjoining the Park,
    Rose tried again “ You coulda beaten that last car,
    outa the gate “

    “ Not a good idea” replied Ross as he finally eased
    into a considerable gap between fast-moving vehicles
    “If he’s reckless, he speeds up and veers off-course to beat
    me to it...anything can happen then, all of it bad...
    he’s defensive minded, he slows down, unnecessarily,
    maybe giving him the hump for the rest of his journey-
    and a sulky driver is not a good one”

    “If he’s a defensive driver in the first place..." pointed
    out Rose “...he’s gonna be a placid sort of guy, anyway.
    ...doesn’t let anything bother him...we drive like we
    basically are, remember”

    Quite the psychologist is our Rose, thought Ross, as
    he waited for her next attempt to outwit him.

    It came after he made his first left-handed turn.

    “Why’d you leave your side-blinkers on so long...?’
    she inquired “...you forget?”

    “ Same reason I’m huggin’ the crown ..."was his
    equable reply - Rose had not noticed this “...Waitin’ for
    a gap in the oncoming traffic... that suicidal bloke
    behind me’s dyin’ to overtake me, and dive into it...
    those blinkers still on may keep us all out of some aggro..
    .ah, there’s the lull...I’ll turn 'em off now...I say, Rose...”
    Ross asked, tongue in cheek “... what was that signal he gave me
    in passing?...it looked sort of obscene to me ”

    “It was, Amigo...” she assured him between gurgles
    of laughter “...that’s one driver who’s got the hump,
    now..."

    She decided to make play with another habit he had
    “ Say, why do you keep peeking at the mirrors...?”
    she gibed “...You hoping to see yourself?...narcissistic,
    or something?”

    “No, Rose..” Ross slowed for an amber “ ...your heap's
    as big as the Queen Mary..gotta keep a lookout
    from all angles”

    “And why not speed up to beat that amber...?” she
    mischievously demanded, as they halted “The Pack’s
    got guts enough to have made it”

    Ross was ready for this
    “Murphy’s Law might dictate that there’s a guy
    coming from that side road, also wanting to be a bit
    previous... I didn’t want a meeting of minds in the
    intersection.”

    As they waited for the lights to change, Rose consulted her
    watch “We’re nearly there, Amigo...way too early...
    why’d you insist we leave the Park so soon? “

    “To give ourselves enough time to get there,
    whatever the adventures on the way” he explained.

    And after he had parked (to her satisfaction), within
    Port Richey Stadium he turned to her.“Nice try,
    Coach...” he grinned “ ...how’d I do?”

    "In spite of all I threw at you...? She patted his shoulder
    “You’ll make me proud, Amigo...” she assured him
    “That examiner’ll grant you a bloomin’ chauffeurs
    licence on the spot!” (Rose had picked up some of his
    London dialect).

    “You taught me good, Rose...” he remarked, as they left the car
    to make their way to their respective stations, he to
    the changing-rooms, she, to the 'Players’ Guests’ area
    of the Stadium.

    And in unison, Ross Tarreg, and Rose Brownhill chanted
    “Always drive as if everyone else was drunk; derelict;
    or deranged!”.

    The result of the game, itself, however, gave them both
    “The hump" Tarreg was denied a win by two errors, and one out.
    Last edited by Rongar; 03-25-2015 at 03:07 PM.
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    Re: "SPIKES" ...on their combat boots...

    Code:
    	
    
    Ilford Bounce (7-10) at Embassy Marines (9-6)
    
    Sunday July 25, 1938
      	1 	2 	3 	4 	5 	6 	7 	8 	9 	R 	H 	E
    Bounce 0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	4 	0
    Marines 1 	1 	1 	3 	0 	1 	0 	0 	x 	7 	14 	2
    	
    
    Bounce 	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    James Dugger SS 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.250
    Cristofer Johnson 2B 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.349
    Todd Arnot CF 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.304
    Joel Baird RF 	3 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.312
    Kent Wetherwax LF 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.182
    John Plant C 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.212
    Andy Hauseman 3B 	3 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.289
    Sean Haralson 1B 	3 	2 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.320
    Toby Tuten P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.167
      Martin Malloy P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.091
      Terry Deyle P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.000
      Curtis Primrose PH 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.276
      Ward Seever P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.200
    Totals 	29 	4 	1 	1 	0 	1 	7 	0 	 
    
    GDP: Todd Arnot
    CS: Sean Haralson
    
    DP: John Plant, Sean Haralson, Cristofer Johnson
    	
    Marines      	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Dan Conway C 	3 	1 	2 	1 	0 	0 	1 	1 	.291
    PFC R Holliday 3B4 	1 	1 	1 	0 	1 	1 	0 	.317
    PFC C Lewis 2B 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.239
    PFC J Everhart LF5 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.316
    CPL B Ellsworth 1B5 	3 	0 	2 	0 	1 	1 	0 	.303
    Chet Ruskin SS 	3 	1 	2 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.318
    PFC Tim Goss RF3 	3 	2 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.361
    Brian Verreault CF5 	3 	0 	0 	0 	3 	0 	0 	.319
    PFC B Williamson P4 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.245
    Totals 	       36 	14 	8 	7 	0 	7 	5 	1 	 
    
    GDP: Brian Verreault
    
    DP: PFC Chris Lewis, CPL Brian Ellsworth, Chet Ruskin
    E: PFC Chris Lewis, PFC Joey Everhart
    
    Bounce 	         IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Toby Tuten 	2.2 	6 	4 	0 	3 	3 	1 	72 	6.88
    Martin Malloy 	1.0 	4 	1 	0 	3 	3 	0 	24 	4.06
    Terry Deyle 	3.1 	3 	1 	0 	1 	1 	4 	48 	3.06
    Ward Seever 	1.0 	1 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	21 	4.63
    Totals 	        8.0 	14 	8 	0 	7 	7 	5 	165 	 
    	
    Marines        IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    PFC B Williamson9.0 	4 	1 	0 	1 	1 	7 	102 	3.38
    Totals        	9.0 	4 	1 	0 	1 	1 	7 	102 	 
    
    WP: PFC Brian Williamson (4-4)
    LP: Toby Tuten (1-3)
    	
    Temperature: 68F
    Wind: 2 MPH (out to right)
    Attendance: N/A
    Time: 2:48
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

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    So whilst Scotty had perforce to attend church, in
    keeping with her role as a practising Catholic, Dan
    invited Lynn to attend his Sunday game - strictly as a spectator.
    - which went so much better for him.
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

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    A Dan Conway game
    Code:
    	
    
    Ilford Bounce (7-9) at Embassy Marines (8-6)
    
    Saturday July 24th, 1938
      	1 	2 	3 	4 	5 	6 	7 	8 	9 	R 	H 	E
    Bounce 1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	4 	12 	3
    Marines 1 	1 	0 	2 	0 	2 	0 	0 	x 	6 	10 	3
    	
    
    Bounce 	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    James Dugger SS 	5 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.258
    Cristofer Johnson 2B 	5 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.352
    Todd Arnot CF 	5 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.309
    Joel Baird RF 	4 	2 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.326
    Kent Wetherwax LF 	4 	2 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.273
    John Plant C 	4 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.218
    Andy Hauseman 3B 	4 	3 	0 	1 	0 	1 	1 	0 	.293
    Sean Haralson 1B 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.319
    Warren Perrotta P 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.094
      Ward Seever P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.200
      Curtis Primrose PH 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.281
    Totals 	39 	12 	0 	4 	0 	4 	3 	0 	 
    
    2B: John Plant (5), Cristofer Johnson (17), Andy Hauseman (14), Joel Baird (22)
    GDP: Sean Haralson, Kent Wetherwax
    
    E: Cristofer Johnson 2, Warren Perrotta
    	
    Marines 	        AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Dan Conway C    	3 	0 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	.293
    PFC R Holliday 3B 	4 	2 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	0 	.320
    PFC C Lewis 2B 	      4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.239
    PFC J Everhart LF	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.325
    CPL B Ellsworth 1B    4 	2 	0 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.302
    LT A Krajewski SS            4 	3 	0 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.335
    PFC K Ingalls RF 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.342
    Brian Verreault CF	4 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.333
    LCPL L Hankins P 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.258
      CPLA Doughty P	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.600
    Totals 	      33 	10 	2 	6 	0 	4 	2 	1 	 
    
    2B: CPL Brian Ellsworth (12), LT Avery Krajewski (12)
    CS: PFC Ryan Holliday, PFC Keith Ingalls
    
    DP: PFC Chris Lewis, CPL Brian Ellsworth 2, PFC Ryan Holliday, LT Avery Krajewski, LCPL Lane Hankins
    E: PFC Chris Lewis, PFC Joey Everhart, LT Avery Krajewski
    
    Bounce 	         IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Warren Perrotta	5.2 	9 	2 	0 	6 	4 	1 	110 	3.48
    Ward Seever 	2.1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	21 	4.74
    Totals 	         8.0 	10 	2 	0 	6 	4 	2 	131 	 
    	
    Marines        IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    LCPL Lane Hankins 8.1 	12 	0 	0 	4 	4 	3 	105 	4.99
    CPL Anton Doughty 0.2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	6 	1.49
    Totals 	          9.0 	12 	0 	0 	4 	4 	3 	111 	 
    
    WP: LCPL Lane Hankins (3-3)
    LP: Warren Perrotta (5-3)
    SV: CPL Anton Doughty (7)
    	
    Temperature: 66F
    Wind: 5 MPH (left to right)
    Attendance: N/A
    Time: 2:33
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

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    As Scotty Sheridan insisted, she attended each of his
    Saturday games.
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

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    London's West End on a night in July

    He: “So, whaddya think, Lynn?”

    She: “A perfectly lovely evening, thank you, Dan...I really
    enjoyed it:

    He: “Um...I guess you don’t go to bed with a guy on the first
    date, huh?”

    She: “You Americans!...Mr Conway, you’re lucky
    that I called you Dan, on our first date!...oops...I
    guess that future dates with you have just flown
    out the window...do Yanks go out with girls who won’t
    put out?”

    He: “Well, this Yank does...my motto is ‘If at first, you don’t
    succeed - keep right on dating’ ...how’d you fancy
    going to one of my ball games, Doll? ...after one of
    those, I’m too spent to be horny”

    She: (Smiling) “Can I umpire again?”

    He: “Only if you call things my way...before, during,
    and after the game”

    She: “Then I’d better opt for a seat in the stands”

    He: “Right -Sunday, 2 .p.m. at Hyde Park Stadium... it’s a date, Doll”

    After they had parted, (Lynn permitting a goodnight kiss), Dan Conway was glad that she had spurned his tentative advance, made in the heat of her allure for him, which he could only put down to some sort of innate chemistry between them...although wholesome enough, she wasn’t good looking; she was obviously a liberal, diametrically opposed to his rock-ribbed conservatism, and he had a feeling that she was as smart as he - enough to make any man uneasy.

    But then he remembered his Mary, like a dash of cold water, and Dan came to his senses. Smart guys did not play the field,
    not if their heart was set on a particular one...women always seemed to know when a man was unfaithful, and reacted
    accordingly. In future, he would remember that, and be circumspection itself in his future relationship with Miss Lynn Carrol.
    Last edited by Rongar; 03-25-2015 at 03:25 PM.
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

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    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    A Ross Tarreg game
    Code:
    	
    
    Hudson Springers (56-56) at West Florida Gabbers (55-61)
    
    August 11, 1938
      	1 	2 	3 	4 	5 	6 	7 	8 	9 	R 	H 	E
    Springers 0 	2 	1 	0 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	6 	15 	0
    Gabbers 1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	2 	11 	2
    	
    
    Springers 	    AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    A Parko RF 	6 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	.291
    B Schuster SS 	6 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.249
    G Mancuso* C 	4 	1 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.301
    J Finnerty CF 	5 	2 	0 	1 	1 	1 	0 	0 	.338
    B Dahlgren 1B 	4 	2 	1 	2 	1 	1 	1 	0 	.315
    I Goodman LF 	3 	3 	1 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.284
    S Martin 2B 	5 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.272
    J Foxx 3B 	5 	1 	0 	0 	0 	2 	1 	0 	.287
    Ross Tarreg P 	5 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.211
    Totals        	43 	15 	3 	6 	2 	5 	5 	1 	 
    
    2B: Babe Dahlgren (30), Bill Schuster (23)
    HR: Babe Dahlgren (9), Jimmy Finnerty (44)
    
    DP: Babe Dahlgren 2, Stu Martin, Bill Schuster 2, Ross Tarreg
    	
    Gabbers 	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Mathew Stites SS 	5 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	1 	1 	.313
    Jason Tremayne LF 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.296
    Joseph Parnell 2B 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	2 	0 	.325
    Mark Rozenblum CF 	4 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.278
    Max Picariello 1B 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.287
    Chuck Pruitt RF 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.341
    Rick Grainger 3B 	4 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.320
    Joe Burton C 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	2 	0 	.301
    Keith Adams P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.123
      Trevor Utting P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.056
      Simon Sharei P 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.500
      Kevin Herschel PH 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.310
    Totals 	36 	11 	0 	2 	0 	2 	15 	1 	 
    
    2B: Joe Burton (10), Mark Rozenblum (27)
    3B: Rick Grainger (1)
    HBP: Jason Tremayne
    GDP: Max Picariello, Trevor Utting
    
    E: Max Picariello, Rick Grainger
    
    Springers 	    IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Ross Tarreg 	9.0 	11 	0 	0 	2 	2 	15 	127 	3.19
    Totals 	        9.0 	11 	0 	0 	2 	2 	15 	127 	 
    	
    Gabbers 	    IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Keith Adams 	4.1 	8 	2 	2 	6 	4 	1 	82 	5.95
    Trevor Utting 	1.1 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	36 	5.40
    Simon Sharei 	3.1 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	3 	39 	4.77
    Totals 	        9.0 	15 	3 	2 	6 	4 	5 	157 	 
    
    WP: Ross Tarreg (15-5)
    LP: Keith Adams (8-14)
    	
    Temperature: 93F
    Wind: 3 MPH (in from left)
    Attendance: 5,722
    Time: 2:55
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

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    A Dan Conway game
    Code:
    	
    
    Embassy Marines (29-14) at Camberwell Counts (26-19)
    
    August 11, 1938
      	1 	2 	3 	4 	5 	6 	7 	8 	9 	R 	H 	E
    Marines 1 	0 	0 	0 	4 	0 	5 	3 	1 	14 	12 	0
    Counts 0 	0 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	3 	9 	3
    	
    
    Marines 	        AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Dan Conway     C 	5 	2 	1 	3 	0 	1 	0 	1 	.297
    PFC R Holliday 3B 	5 	1 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.321
    PFC C Lewis    2B 	4 	0 	2 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.236
    PFC J Everhart LF 	3 	2 	3 	3 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.304
    LT A Krajewski 1B 	5 	3 	1 	2 	1 	6 	0 	0 	.336
    B Verreault    SS 	4 	1 	0 	1 	0 	2 	0 	0 	.301
    PFC K Ingalls RF 	2 	1 	3 	1 	0 	1 	0 	1 	.330
    PFC T Goss CF   	5 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.262
    PFC J Lockhart P 	5 	2 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	0 	.277
    Totals        	38 	12 	11 	14 	1 	12 	2 	2 	 
    
    2B: Brian Verreault (14)
    HR: LT Avery Krajewski (8)
    GDP: Dan Conway
    
    	
    Counts 	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Barry Louie 3B 	5 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.276
    Harold Brune RF 	3 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.327
    Joe Wilson SS 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.263
    Jesse Fremantle 1B 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.278
    Joe Bowlin 2B 	4 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.318
    Donald Peake C 	4 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.293
    Roger Toole CF 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.227
    Eric Lewers LF 	4 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.290
    Cory Vanderpool P 	2 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	.383
      Brendan Dinkins P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.143
      Aaron Kelahan P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.429
      Kevin Domagal P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.167
      James Rousseau P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.000
      Justin Curtis PH 	1 	1 	0 	1 	1 	1 	0 	0 	.309
    Totals 	34 	9 	1 	3 	1 	3 	4 	1 	 
    
    2B: Joe Wilson (24)
    HR: Justin Curtis (8)
    
    DP: Jesse Fremantle, Joe Wilson, Joe Bowlin
    E: Eric Lewers, Joe Bowlin 2
    
    Marines        IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    PFC Jake Lockhart9.0 	9 	1 	1 	3 	3 	4 	132 	4.03
    Totals 	        9.0 	9 	1 	1 	3 	3 	4 	132 	 
    	
    Counts 	          IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    Cory Vanderpool	4.1 	3 	6 	1 	5 	4 	1 	94 	3.27
    B Dinkins 	1.2 	1 	2 	0 	3 	1 	1 	23 	3.17
    Aaron Kelahan 	0.2 	1 	2 	0 	2 	0 	0 	19 	3.00
    Kevin Domagal 	0.2 	4 	1 	0 	3 	3 	0 	25 	5.66
    James Rousseau 	1.2 	3 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	29 	2.30
    Totals 	        9.0 	12 	11 	1 	14 	8 	2 	190 	 
    
    WP: PFC Jake Lockhart (12-7)
    LP: Cory Vanderpool (7-7)
    	
    Temperature: 69F
    Wind: 3 MPH (in from center)
    Attendance:N/A
    Time: 3:02
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

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    "Much angst in August"
    **********************

    The Chicago Tribune

    August 27th 1938

    A study in futility.

    by Dan Conway

    Some six hundred miles away, Germany is attempting
    to do right by its citizens in the Czech Sudetenland,
    so this country, England, at the height of the eccentricity
    for which it is notorious, prepares for war.

    There is much building of air-raid shelters, and
    issuance of gas masks. Ordinary folks go about their
    business, with worried looks on their faces; they
    cannot comprehend how a quarrel so far away in a
    country about which they know so little, precipitate
    them into such a fearful crisis.

    Neither can I; what has happened is that Chancellor
    Adolf Hitler, ever since he came to power in 1933,
    has followed a policy of breaking the various conditions imposed on
    a defeated Germany, by the Versailles Treaty of 1918.

    http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_did_Hi..._of_Versailles

    He did this step by step through the years, and at each step, the British
    and French the supposed enforcers of the Treaty, did
    nothing to stop him, apart from making frantic
    threats and promises before each event, and
    bleated protests afterwards.

    Now, at a time, when Germany is immeasurably
    stronger, and Britain and France, infinitely weaker,
    M. Bonnet, the French Foreign Minister, out of the
    blue, has announced that France will guarantee
    Czchechoslovakian sovereignty, if Hitler should
    march on that country, and Britain, haplessly bound
    to this reckless Republic, by yet another compact,
    which should be broken - for if Britain doesn’t
    march, then neither will France, thus saving a lot of
    bloodshed, and all that waste of treasure and time.

    Whether or not Hitler is genuine in his offered excuse
    for going to war with Czechoslovakia - that they are
    mistreating the Germans living in the Sudetenland
    area of that country - it is the concern of those two
    countries, and no one else.

    For Britain to plunge itself into war, just because
    another country, France - which the Brits have
    never really got on with throughout history, anyway
    - has decided that she wants to go to the mat over a
    matter which is none of French business -is more
    than merely comical eccentricity - it is madness.
    -30-
    **********************************************
    The Berkshire Eagle

    29th August 1938

    Enforcement at last?

    by Lynn Carrol

    In 1918, Germany offered to surrender to the Allies.

    The Allies, primarily Britain and France - the United
    States virtually withdrawing from European affairs,
    after having played so decisive a part in the Allies’
    victory- accepted the surrender, and undertook not to
    occupy the defeated country on condition that it, Germany,
    abide by a set of rules, drawn up on the spot,
    called the Treaty of Versailles.

    Since then, Germany has systematically broken
    many of those rules, the violation of even one of
    which, would justify retribution by the Allies.

    For various reasons, but above all, because of a fear
    of a repeat of the bloodbath of the Great War, the
    Allies have chosen merely to protest and threaten
    against each breach, hoping against hope that each
    violation pf the Treaty would be the last.

    The Allies’ reluctance to engage in another bloody
    war, does them credit, but, at last they realize that
    Adolf Hitler can only be stopped by force, and that
    they have every grounds for punishing him, since if
    they could have foreseen in 1918. what would be the
    situation twenty years onward, they would have
    marched into,and taken over the Fatherland, there and
    then, nipping all of Hitler’s present bluster and
    bullying in the bud.

    The Allies may have left it late in the day to resort to
    armed force, but - better late than never...and,
    if it should come to pass that they again go to war
    with Germany, they should not repeat the mistakes
    of 1918, but occupy that country, completely, that it
    may create no more mischief in the world.
    -30-
    **********************************************
    George Tarreg was worried...there was all this talk
    about war at school , and amongst the customers in
    the shop, where he sometimes helped out his Mum,
    who was beginning to feel the strain of running it on
    her own, for all that husband, Alf, was keeping his
    end of the bargain, with the housework.

    Young George didn’t know much about war, but he
    sensed that it must be a bad thing, all of his elders
    seemed worried and fearful about the prospect.

    He was sure that a war would change life as he presently
    knew it , a life in which he was so comfortable.

    His Mum had said that if the worst came to the
    worst, she would send him and his sister Audrey
    away from London, to another part of the country
    where they would be safe from bombing, Mrs Tarreg
    keeping little Billy with her, and his father.

    It was all very worrisome to the boy, and he hoped
    that Mr Chamberlain could make friends with Mr
    Hitler like he said he could, and that there would be
    no war, after all.
    *********************************************
    Over the Atlantic, in Florida, Ross Tarreg was also
    troubled, even more than his little brother, back in
    England.

    “We go to war...” he gloomed to Rose, whom he’d
    moved in with, much to the consternation of
    erstwhile room-mate Charlie Whittaker,“...I’ll have to go
    back to Blighty, and join up”

    She stared at him “Why would you do that? you’ve
    got it made over here...you’re a darn good pitcher,
    you make good money...then there’s me” she added,
    immodestly

    “ I know, Love, but I wouldn’t feel right with all the
    rest of the lads having to join up...” he said,
    mournfully “...lettin’ the side down - like”

    “You really mean it, Ross...?” she demanded , hands
    on hips, aggressively “You’d really leave me to go
    and fight in some dumb war?”

    “Case of have to, isn’t it really, Love?” he shrugged.

    Actually, Ross wasn’t being honest; it was true that
    he was doing well at baseball which he loved, and then
    there was Rose, whom he supposed he also loved, but
    this dam’ humid Florida weather was really getting
    him down; he didn't know how he was pitching so well,
    he hated to walk a block to get the paper, the air was
    so stifling...the truth was, that he would far rather be
    soaking in the Bayonet Point Park pool, right now,
    than sweltering here with his beloved.

    Besides, he was homesick...he missed his mother, and
    the kids, and he did feel duty-bound to be with them,
    in the event of war, and if he did have to join up
    - not a dead cert, his hearing being a bit dodgy, a family trait,
    his Dad having been gassed in the Great War, or something,
    and was, extremely deaf, all the Tarreg kids, Ross, himself;
    Georgie; Billy; and little Audrey, all showing signs of impaired hearing
    - well that wouldn’t be so bad.

    He’d be in with a bunch of young blokes like himself, and
    if he could get in the Kate* with a London mob, well,
    they might be right young villains, but
    they were fun to be around, always skylarking, and
    ever ready for a giggle, or a pint or two.

    So, by the end of 1938, he could be back in the Jolly
    Old, and leave all this bloody humidity - and poor
    old Rose - behind him.

    * “Kate” Kate Carney, rhyming slang for “Army”
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    Re: "SPIKES" ...on their combat boots...

    A Dan Conway game
    Code:
    	
    
    Battersea Batterers (31-33) at Embassy Marines (41-23)
    
    September 29, 1938
      	1 	2 	3 	4 	5 	6 	7 	8 	9 	R 	H 	E
    Batterers 0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	2 	1 	0 	3 	11 	0
    Marines 0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	2 	5 	0
    	
    
    Batterers 	AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Reggie Kellogg 3B 	3 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.309
      Jonah Przak PH 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.386
      Todd McAndrew 3B 	1 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.462
    Mike Champion CF 	5 	2 	0 	0 	0 	2 	1 	0 	.311
    Seth Ernst LF 	5 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.339
    Ryan Templin 1B 	4 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.315
    Joe Howard RF 	3 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.261
    Earl Townsley 2B 	2 	0 	1 	1 	0 	0 	2 	0 	.276
      Virgil Ingram 2B 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.254
    Branden Greenberg C 	4 	2 	0 	0 	0 	1 	1 	0 	.329
    Josh Thaler SS 	4 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.214
    Damien Swartz P 	3 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.208
    Totals 	34 	11 	2 	3 	0 	3 	7 	0 	 
    
    CS: Branden Greenberg
    
    	
    Marines 	       AB 	H 	BB 	R 	HR 	RBI 	K 	SB 	AVG
    Dan Conway C    	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	.281
    PFC C Lewis 3B 	        3 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.247
    PFC T McGuicken 2B 	4 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.181
    PFC J Everhart LF 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.301
    CPL B Ellsworth 1B 	3 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	1 	0 	.282
    LT A Krjwski PH 	0 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.312
    C Ruskin SS 	        4 	2 	0 	1 	1 	1 	0 	0 	.315
    PFC G Stafford RF 	2 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.272
    S-SGTD Bennett CF 	3 	1 	0 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.297
    PFC P Talkington P 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.000
    PFC R Holliday PH 	1 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.310
    CPL A Doughty P 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	.400
    Totals 	              28 	5 	3 	2 	1 	2 	2 	0 	 
    
    HR: Chet Ruskin (4)
    CS: PFC Chris Lewis, PFC Glenn Stafford
    
    
    Batterers     IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    D Swartz 	9.0 	5 	3 	1 	2 	2 	2 	124 	3.34
    Totals 	    9.0 	5 	3 	1 	2 	2 	2 	124 	 
    	
    Marines 	    IP 	H 	BB 	HR 	R 	ER 	K 	PIT 	ERA
    PFC Talkington 	8.0 	9 	2 	0 	3 	3 	7 	109 	5.65
    CPL A Doughty 	1.0 	2 	0 	0 	0 	0 	0 	17 	2.35
    Totals 	        9.0 	11 	2 	0 	3 	3 	7 	126 	 
    
    WP: Damien Swartz (6-3)
    LP: PFC Paul Talkington (0-3)
    	
    Temperature: 81F
    Wind: 7 MPH (out to left)
    Attendance:N/A
    Time: 2:29
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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    Re: "SPIKES" ...on their combat boots...

    Shadows and Sunshine (continued)

    September 29th started as a day of joy for Dan
    Conway, as he breakfasted for the last time in the
    National Liberal Club’s spacious Dining Hall.

    His bags were all packed in his room upstairs, his
    six months as special correspondent for the
    Tribune, now up, he would be going straight from
    this last game of the regular season with the
    Embassy Marines, down to Southampton to sail
    home on the “Queen Mary”.

    He would get his feet under the table at the Tribune,
    as a regular staffer, during the winter, until the time
    came to hold the Colonel to his promise of a berth
    with the major-league Cubs, next season...Conway
    would only be third or fourth catcher on the
    depth-chart, sure, but the Bigs is the Bigs, he told
    himself...and then, to crown it all, he and his
    dream-girl, Mary, would get hitched this coming
    Christmas...and England could go to war, or not,
    what did he care?

    As long as America stayed out of it; and he felt confident
    that he, Conway, had done his bit, by the weekly broadsides
    that he had written for the Tribune throughout the
    summer, pointing out the futility of any country -
    especially the United States - becoming embroiled in a European
    war, the Colonel expressing his approval of Dan’s
    work, at regular intervals.

    After breakfast, Ross settled his bill at the cashier’s
    counter, a mere paper formality, no money changing
    hands, the Tribune footing the account - then he
    inquired at the hall-porter’s counter for the day’s
    mail, and taking it to a seat in the lobby,he wondered
    what the package from Mary Cronin was all about...
    ...it was far too early for his birthday, and. anyway,
    he was the gift-giver in their relationship

    The package was small enough to contain a wrist-watch,
    he supposed, but she knew that he already possessed a
    perfectly good Tavannes watch.

    He did not give the other letter in that day’s mail
    more than a glance to ascertain that it was from the
    Chicago Tribune office, addressed to him in Colonel
    McCormick’s own neat hand, before he tore off the
    wrapping from the package sent by Mary.

    He opened the neat blue box that was revealed, to
    stare dully at the engagement -ring sparkling therein.

    A ring that he. himself, had placed upon the finger
    of one, Mary Cronin, that last romantic Christmas
    in Hudson Springs. He did not need to read the
    accompanying note, to know that it would be a
    teary and apologetic Dear John.

    He smiled with grim irony to recall his joy, upon
    reading in “Baseball Digest” earlier in the month
    of Jimmy Finnerty’s assignment - along with Dan’s
    own protege’, Ross Tarreg - to the Mesa Cubs,
    figuring that there went his only rival for his Mary’s
    affections...little did Dan reck that the resourceful
    Jimmy would whisk away - in that goddam sporty
    car of his, no doubt - the American’s lady-love with
    him to Mesa City, as a closer examination of the
    sender’s address on the wrapping paper, revealed.

    As if in a dream, he now opened the Colonel’s letter.

    “Dear Dan,

    Great timing, my boy...looks as if you’re going to get
    out of there, before the dam breaks...it sure looks as
    if the French and the English have gotten themselves
    a war.

    Sentiment here, is set even more against it - Roosevelt,
    himself, is soft-pedaling, these days.

    Of course, if you wanted to stay and report on the
    rhubarb to come, you’d be mighty valuable in
    providing to the American public a bird's-eye of
    the grim realities of total war, from which we’re
    trying to spare our people....you could give them an
    idea of what it’s like, to spend one’s existence down
    and dirty in the civilian trenches, they would,
    perhaps, decide that said trenches are a good place
    for them to be a long way from.

    Otherwise, as per our agreement, welcome home,
    my boy, after a job well-done, to a desk at the
    Tribune, followed by a stint with the Cubs...oh, yes,
    and topping it all, to marriage with your Mary!

    Congratulations and best wishes

    The Colonel”
    "Whate'er should be our Zodiac's star
    We all are born to make or mar.
    To each is gi'en a bag of tools
    Some mentors, and a set of rules:
    And each must carve, ere life has flown,
    A stumbling block, or a stepping-stone"

    (Author unknown)

    Generation 35.

    "Spikes" The cleats on baseball boots
    "Spikes" On which newspaper editors impale copy for future reference, or ultimate destruction.

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