Sunday, September 29, 2013

Stella finds a home


Stella in her favorite spot, behind a couch.
                Today’s blog is a photo essay about the newest addition to our family, Stella.

          To paraphrase Marty Robbins, nobody knows where she came from, we only know she came in.* Stella wandered around our condo complex for a while and seemed to be a shy but friendly cat. Maggie, our silent but watchful dog, watched her walk around the back porch for much of the summer.

          Maggie was accustomed to watching the chipmunks play around the patio, but when the cat showed up, the Chipmunks disappeared. Call of the wild, maybe.

          One of our neighbors took the newcomer to the local shelter for a free operation (to avoid unwanted pregnancies) and adopted her. The adoption didn’t work out, so that neighbor gave her to our immediate next door neighbors.

The time-honored game of cat soccer begins with the paws on the ball
and sticking your tongue out at the opponent, above. Below is a classic
three-paw save.
         
        
  Our next door neighbors already have a cat and the chemistry between the felines did not work out. They named the new cat White Paws, but when we decided to take her, her name became Stella.

          I do not know her Jellico name.

Add some marbles to an empty medicine bottle and you
have a cheap cat toy.



          Stella remains shy, but she craves attention. Pick her up and place her on your lap and she wants down. Drop your hand down the side of the couch 10 seconds later and she rubs herself against your hand.

Like any other star, upon discovering the
paparazzi (your loyal blogger), Stella
reacts negatively.


          Maggie now ignores Stella, so we have peace in the house.

          Hoping you have the same, I thank you for reading.

 
*In the song Mr. Shorty.
Stella's favorite dining spot is The Third Bedroom, where she has a
standing reservation.

Friday, September 27, 2013

A rose, with thorns, between their teeth


                I hated hearing it, but in Los Angeles during the early 1960s there was a so-called dance craze and I was reminded of it Thursday night.

          Understand that your loyal blogger is not a dance aficionado. My idea of a dance floor is a place where people who know what they are doing go, but not me. Dancing is sort of like a math class: Been there, didn’t know what I was doing, left in disgrace.

          But the dance I hated hearing about more than anything I could imagine as a youngster was something called The Rams Tango. The Tango goes like this: One, two, three, Punt! One, two, three, Punt! One, two, three, Punt!

          Heaven help us, that’s what the nation saw Thursday when the Rams lost to their long-time rivals, the San Francisco 49ers. Had the late orchestra leader Lawrence Welk been alive to handle the play-by-play, he might have called, “Ana one, ana two, ana three, Punt!”

          It was a throwback game to the early ‘60s. The Rams played well on defense but struggled on offense, just as they did back when John Kennedy was President of the United States.

          Danny Villanueva both punted and place kicked for the Rams in those years. He didn’t get much kickoff business and seldom strained himself kicking field goals or extra points, but he was one busy punter. Years later I met one of Villanueva’s brothers, a very nice man.

          I firmly believe the Rams are moving in the right direction this year. I hope so.

          But as the Rams’ offense fought so mightily to make a difference Thursday, I recalled my boyhood and wished things would go better. Agonized, I muted the television.

          Late in the game, my wife walked downstairs and said, “Your Rams are on, aren’t they?” Then she noticed the game on the screen.

          “Bad enough I have to watch this,” I grumbled. “I don’t want to hear about it, too.”

          She walked away without another word, knowing things had to be pretty bad.

          Still, there was a silver lining. At least she didn’t ask me to tango.

          Thanks for reading.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Rams-49ers renew something special


          The St. Louis Rams host the San Francisco 49ers tonight on national television, the renewal of an old rivalry.

          A real old rivalry. The teams have played each other since the 49ers emerged from the old All America Football Conference and the Rams emerged from Cleveland in the late 1940s. They played for the first time in 1950.

          Through all those years there have been eras when the Niners were very good and the Rams were not. There have been times when the Rams were champions and the Niners were not close. Neither team was good in the early 1960s.

          Since the Rams left Cleveland, they have played home games against the 49ers in Los Angeles, Anaheim and now St. Louis.

          Through it all, the two teams have played in the same division and/or conference and played twice a year. Both sidelines have been blessed with future Hall of Famers.

          Through all of that, they have played evenly. According to the Associated Press, the teams have won 62 games each in this rivalry and they have tied three times. It gets even better: The split is so even, both teams have a .500 record at home against the other.

          According to the website The Football Database, the teams first played October 1, 1950 in San Francisco and the Rams won that game 35-14. Over the 127 game history of the series, the 49ers have averaged 22.275 points to the Rams’ 21.433. Given the number of games, that’s pretty darn close.

          This rivalry would make a pretty good Hall of Fame without players from any other team. Bob Waterfield, Norm Van Brocklin, Joe Namath and Kurt Warner have played quarterback for the Rams against the Niners. Y.A. Tittle, John Brodie, Joe Montana and Steve Young have played for San Francisco against the Rams.

          You want receivers? Elroy Hirsch and Jerry Rice make a nice starting pair.

          How about running backs? The Rams might lead off with Eric Dickerson and Jerome Bettis, but the guys from NorCal would counter with Joe Perry and Frank Gore. Remember Wendell Tyler? He ran for both teams.

          Jack ‘Hacksaw’ Reynolds played middle linebacker for both teams in this rivalry and there have been other truly great defensive players on both sides through the years.

          The Rams had the Fearsome Foursome. The Niners had Ronnie Lott and Kermit Alexander. You need to be an experienced veteran to remember a guy named Abe Woodson, who was a good punt returner for the Niners.

          Sid Gillman, George Allen and Dick Vermiel have coached the Rams. Bill Walsh coached the 49ers.

          The 49ers have won five NFL championships. The Rams have won three but by one measure, the Rams are the winningest team in NFL history. The Rams are the only franchise to win titles in three different towns: Cleveland (before they ever played the 49ers), Los Angeles and St. Louis.

          None of the players in tonight’s game were around when these teams started their rivalry. Heck, their parents probably hadn’t been born when the teams first butted heads.

          The rivalry has been largely ignored by the networks. I’m grateful for tonight’s game. And all football fans should play attention to the rivalry.
 
          Thanks for reading.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Playoffs? We're talking about the playoffs?


Most of the statistics for the following blog were taken from Wikipedia. The blogger is responsible for one change.

Updated to improve accuracy.


          Peyton Manning is a superb quarterback. From everything you see and read about him the guy is a terrific human being, too, but the discussion here is about football.

          Manning has won multiple Most Valuable Player awards. His attention to detail is legendary and that makes his physical talents all the more potent. He is probably the quarterback opposing coaches least want to play.

          And yet…

          Manning has a losing record as a starting quarterback in the playoffs. He is a Super Bowl champion, but he has also lost the big game. His career record in the post season is nine wins, 11 losses, a 45 percent success ratio.

          Peyton Manning is a sure-fire Hall of Famer, a first-ballot cinch. But if he does not win the Super Bowl this season, he will still have a losing record as a playoff quarterback. Hard to believe? Sure, but nobody said things are easy in the National Football League.

          The winningest playoff passer, as of now, is Tom Brady of the Patriots. Brady’s 17-7 record includes three Super Bowl wins and two losses. His winning percentage in the playoffs is 70.8.

          Of the quarterbacks with at least five playoff starts, Bart Starr has the best record, 6-1, which is 85.7 percent. Six of Starr’s playoff games were NFL title games. The other was a special playoff against the Colts in 1965 when the teams had to have a play-in game to break a regular-season tie and determine which team went to the championship game. The Packers beat the Colts on a foggy day. Starr started the game for Green Bay but was injured during the contest and did not finish.

          John Unitas, Colts passer who did not play for Baltimore when they lost to the Packers in that special playoff game (he was injured), finished his career with a 6-2 playoff record. Three of those wins were in title games.

          The most active playoff quarterback has been Brett Farve. Farve’s 24 starts resulted in a 13-11 record and one Super Bowl win (plus a Super Bowl loss).

          Tobin Rote has an interesting place in playoff history. Rote won a title as the starting quarterback with the Detroit Lions in 1957, then won another title with the Chargers in the AFL in 1963. Few quarterbacks have won titles in two leagues. Otto Graham did it. Norm Van Brocklin won the title with two NFL teams.

          Kurt Warner tried to win titles with two different teams, splitting two Super Bowls with the Rams and then narrowly losing the title game with the Cardinals. Warner’s post season record is 9-4, a 69.4 percent success rate.

          Do you know what Joe Namath’s all-time career post season record is? If you are old enough to have seen Joe Willie Whiteshoes, Hall of Famer and all-time passing gunslinger, play the game, then you know how great he really was. His Jets beat the Colts in Super Bowl III, one of the biggest upsets in football history.

          Namath was 2-1 in the playoffs. He and the Jets beat the Raiders in the 1968 AFL title game and then beat the Colts in the Super Bowl. A year later, Namath and the Jets lost the AFL title game to Kansas City and Namath never reached the playoffs again.

          There was no playoff system as we have it now when Namath and Starr played in the 1960s. You had to win your conference title in the regular season in order to get to the championship game. When the AFL and NFL merged in the 1960s and the Super Bowl was invented, that added one playoff game and the most a team could in a season was two.

          Don Meredith’s record as a starting quarterback in the playoffs in the 1960s was 1-3, all with the Dallas Cowboys. Tony Romo, another Cowboys passer, is also 1-3. Of the two, I’d prefer to have Meredith on my team.

          Tim Tebow is 1-1 in the playoffs. So are Jay Cutler, Alex Smith, Russell Wilson and Matt Schaub.

Your loyal blogger notes that it is impossible to lose a playoff game without first reaching the playoffs. The statistics above are not meant as a negative judgment of any quarterback. Still, the stats are interesting.

Y.A. Title, a great player in the 1950s and 1960s, played in the championship game-only playoff era and he went 0-4 as a starting quarterback in the post season.

If it was easy, it wouldn’t be the playoffs.

The top five quarterbacks, from Wikipedia’s list, are below. Thanks for reading.


Tom Brady, 17-7 (70.8 %), 3 championships.

Joe Montana, 16-7 (69.56 %), 4 championships.

Terry Bradshaw, 14-5 (73.68 %), 4 championships.

John Elway, 14-7 (66.66 %), 2 championships.
 
Brett Farve, 13-11 (54.16 %), 1 championship.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Chickamuaga: Questions, answers and thoughts


          Even today, a century and half -- plus a day -- after the Battle of Chickamauga, there are questions about what happened over the course of those three days.

          For one thing, most historians refer to the Battle as a two-day engagement. At the risk of being labeled a revisionist, the last thing your loyal blogger ever wants to hear thrown his way, the armies involved came into contact in the area of the battlefield on the 18th of September, 1863. The battle ended on September 20, 1863.

          That’s three days. The heavyweight killing occurred on the 19th and 20th, but the shooting started on the 18th and so it is termed here a three-day fight.

          Then there is the question asking why the Confederates failed to press their advantage the morning of September 21st. Why did they not try to chase the Union soldiers out of the important city of Chattanooga?

          They should have, no doubt, had they been able. But Confederate commander Braxton Bragg did not order his men to attack Chattanooga on the 21st. The Confederate Army of Tennessee was shot to pieces during the previous three days. Most Confederate units, especially at the regiment and company levels, had lost officers.

          Command and control, the procedural processes that run an army, were terrible weaknesses under Bragg before his army suffered the stunning losses at Chickamauga. With so many officers dead or too badly injured to be useful, the Confederates would have struggled to mount anything beyond a demonstration at Chattanooga in front of the equally shot up Federals.

          Bragg had regiments which were not badly hurt during the battle, but he probably did not know it the night of September 20/21. On top of that, even the regiments not badly shot up were exhausted, thirsty and hungry. Most of Bragg’s regiments were out of ammunition or nearly so at the end of the fighting on the 20th.

          Finally, the Confederates did not know the Union army had run as far as Chattanooga until a cavalry unit reported as much the next morning. For all the Confederates knew on the night of September 20/21, the Army of the Cumberland would attack the Confederates when the sun came up on the 21st.

          Bragg’s Confederates were somewhat like George Meade’s Federals on July 4, the day after the end of the Battle of Gettysburg: Capable of an attack, perhaps. Ready to attack? No.

          One of the key controversies of Chickamauga is over what happened between the commander of the Confederate right wing, Lieutenant General Leonidas Polk, and Major General D.H. Hill, a commander serving under Polk.

          Bragg’s plan for the 20th was for Polk’s right wing to attack at dawn. Hill’s forces were to lead the attack. Longstreet’s left wing would attack when it heard Polk’s forces engage the enemy.

          But the right wing did not attack because Polk did not make certain his subordinate, Hill, was informed of the plan. Neither Polk nor Hill liked serving under Bragg and twice within a period of 10 days the two acted like petulant children, refusing to follow orders.

          Bragg deserves his share of blame. At such an important time as the night of Sept. 19/20 at Chickamauga, Bragg should have given his senior commanders their orders all together in order to iron out any questions. Bragg did not do that.

          One problem Bragg faced was the arrival of Longstreet and his force of about 12,000 on loan from Robert E. Lee’s Army of Northern Virginia. Bragg did not know when Longstreet might arrive, although he knew Longstreet would be at the battlefield that night.

And that brings us to another key question: Why did Bragg decide to change the shape of his command structure in the midst of a major battle? Why did he decide to place Longstreet in command of the Confederate left wing before Longstreet even arrived?

It’s a good question. Here’s another: What else could Bragg do with Longstreet? Obviously, Longstreet had to be in command of something and the commanders Bragg had on hand before Longstreet arrived were not following orders.

Maybe Bragg just wanted someone who might follow orders on the left side. If so, he chose well. Longstreet, who arrived about midnight and accepted wing command without having seen the ground he was supposed to attack in the morning, managed to have his wing ready to attack when the time came.

The right side wasn’t ready and the Confederate attack was delayed for hours.

Bragg’s decision about the command of his left wing was unconventional, given the situation. But an unconventional decision can still be the right one.

Then, of course, there is a real mind-bending question: Should the battle have taken place at all?

Rosecrans already had the biggest prize in that part of Tennessee, the city of Chattanooga. Some students of the battle would argue that the battle never should have happened, that Rosecrans should have been satisfied with the capture of Chattanooga and should not have been chasing after Bragg at that point in time.

But students who argue that side of the question forget that Rosecrans’ commander in chief, Abraham Lincoln, had long told his army commanders that the job of the Union army was the destruction of the Confederate armies, not the capture of areas or cities.

Thus, Rosecrans was following orders when he chased after Bragg. Following orders is an excellent idea, especially when the orders come from the President of the United States.

Chickamauga is a battle known for ferocity. It is known for its controversies. But it should also be known for its famous – in some cases infamous – roster of combatants.

On the Federal side, General George Thomas, who earned his nickname The Rock of Chickamauga on Horseshoe Ridge, and General Phillip Sheridan were there. Longstreet and General John Bell Hood were on the Confederate side, as was the 15th Alabama Infantry Regiment, the same group that gained fame for attacking, and failing, at Little Round Top during the fight at Gettysburg. The commander of the 15th, William Oates, was later elected Governor of Alabama.

Nathan Bedford Forrest, a Confederate cavalry commander who later became an early leader of the Ku Klux Klan, served at Chickamauga.

Federal General John M. Palmer and Confederate General Simon Buckner joined together as the Democrat Party’s nominees for president and vice president in 1896. Palmer served as Governor of Illinois and Buckner was elected Governor of Kentucky prior to that presidential effort.

Rosecrans moved to California after the war and became a US Senator. James Negley, another Federal general, was also elected to Congress after the war.
 
Rest assured that your loyal blogger is not running for Congress. Still, he thanks you for reading.
 

Friday, September 20, 2013

Gracie at Horseshoe Ridge


          Today marks the 150th anniversary of the final day of the American Civil War Battle of Chickamauga. That means that 150 years ago this afternoon, the fighting along a string of hills now known as Horseshoe Ridge turned into a maelstrom of iron and lead. The hillsides became packed with dead and injured and the ground was slick with their blood.

          The weaponry of the day, both handheld and artillery, threw a lot of sparks. Small fires dotted the Ridge and some of the wounded on both sides must have suffered burns.

          What did it sound like? It must have been the standard battlefield mix: The occasional deep boom of artillery, the never-ending rattle of small arms fire, the infrequent cheers of Union soldiers as a Confederate group retreated down the hillsides or the haunting Rebel yell as a fresh attack by southerners began. There were shouted orders from officers and the moans of the injured.

          By late afternoon, neither commander was in the field. The commander of the Federal Army of the Cumberland, William Rosecrans, fled earlier in the day after witnessing a Confederate breakthrough. Confederate boss Braxton Bragg, the leader of the Confederate Army of Tennessee, believing his side was losing, was in his headquarters, a mile or so away.

          The Federals smartly spent the previous night cutting down trees and building defenses at the edge of the Ridge. The Confederates spent the night listening to the trees falling, understanding the meaning of the noise.

          Horseshoe Ridge was on the Federal right and the Confederate left. And at about noon General James Longstreet, the right wing commander for the Confederates, decided to commit his final reserves to the effort to remove the Federals from their perch on the Ridge.

          Longstreet’s wing first attacked the Ridge about 1:15 p.m. when a group of South Carolinians chased retreating Federals in that direction. The defense was spirited and some of that spirit was elevated by the use of repeating rifles by most of the soldiers in the 21st Ohio regiment. Repeating rifles were new at that time. Those used by the 21st Ohio were not supplied by the Army. Rather, the rifles were donated to the regiment by private backers.

          Longstreet’s reserves consisted of a division led by Brigadier General Robert Preston. That division included three brigades commanded by Brigadier General Archibald Gracie, Colonel Jon Kelly and Colonel Robert Trigg.

          Gracie’s Brigade consisted of Hilliard’s Legion, an Alabama outfit, plus the 43rd Alabama Infantry Regiment and the 63rd Tennessee Infantry Regiment.

          By the time Gracie’s Brigade reached the Ridge, roughly 4:30 p.m., it was defended by a conglomerate of Federal regiments including (from their right) the 35th Ohio, 2nd Minnesota, 87th Indiana, 9th Ohio, 19th Illinois, 11th Michigan and parts of the 58th Indiana, 17th Ohio and 31st Ohio.

          Gracie attacked Hills 2 and 1. Federal artillery to Gracie’s far right pounded the attackers and the rifle fire from the top of the Ridge was deadly. Gracie’s initial attack was stalled. But after some shifting of his forces, Gracie eventually drove the defenders away from the crests of Hills 2 and 1 of Horseshoe Ridge.

          Now using the fortifications built by the Federals to repel them, Gracie’s men exchanged long range rifle fire with the Union men. A few of Gracie’s men went over the fortifications, possibly in search of food from the Snodgrass farm. After an hour, Gracie’s men started running out of ammunition, a frustrating development. Believing a relief regiment was on its way, Gracie gave the order for his men to pull back from the top hills they had charged up 90 minutes earlier.

          Some of Gracie’s men, members of the 43rd and the Legion, stayed the night up on the crest. The Unionists did not return. They were out of bullets, too.

          One of Gracie’s men is an ancestor of your loyal blogger. Wounded in the ankle during the rush up the side of the Ridge, he never again walked normally. Still, he survived and lived a long life. Good thing, that. Otherwise, you would not be reading this blog.
 
          Thanks for reading this blog.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

150 years ago this week


          It was 150 years ago this evening that a group of roughly 2,500 men crossed a creek in northern Georgia, crossed by a farm and bedded down in a wooded area for the night.

          These men were Confederate soldiers in the Army of Tennessee. This particular bunch was under the command of Brigadier General Archibald Gracie. Gracie’s Brigade was in Brigadier General William Preston’s Division and a part of Major General Simon Buckner’s Corps. General Braxton Bragg commanded the Army as a whole.

          Bragg’s men had spent the previous months retreating without fighting much
The present day South Carolina
monument on a hill near
Horseshoe Ridge.
and had largely given up the state of Tennessee to the Federal Army of the Cumberland led by General William Rosecrans. But now, near the banks of Chickamauga Creek, the Confederates stopped to fight.

          The ensuing battle of Chickamauga was a brutal, costly affair. Few units paid a higher price than Gracie’s Brigade.

          On the evening of the 18th, Gracie’s brigade crossed the Chickamauga at Dalton’s Ford, which sounds like the name of a car dealership. That night, Gracie’s men were Preston’s only soldiers across the creek. The following day, Preston’s other brigades crossed the creek.

          There was some scattered, small scale fighting in the area on the 18th, but the fighting was in earnest on the 19th and 20th. This was a brawl, a vicious heavyweight bloodletting that resulted in roughly 35,000 killed, wounded and missing. The casualty count at Chickamauga was the highest of the war, outside of Gettysburg.  

          Gracie’s men were mostly held in reserve on the 19th and much of the 20th. Few had combat experience and General James Longstreet, who commanded the Confederate right wing on the 20th, hesitated to use the untested men.

          Finally, Gracie and his command were committed. Longstreet had done them no favors. They were sent to attack the Federal position atop Horseshoe Ridge.

          By the time Gracie and his men started toward the Ridge, US Army General George Thomas was the senior Federal commander still on the field. Rosecrans and others had left earlier in the day.

          Thomas’ men had spent the night of the 19th/20th knocking down trees to create
Today's view of the top of Horseshoe Ridge.
breastworks which protected them from the Confederate advance on the 20th. It was an informal fortress, but a stout one.

          Gracie’s brigade included three components: The 43rd Alabama Infantry Regiment (the only unit in the brigade which had seen fighting), the 63rd Tennessee Infantry Regiment and Hilliard’s Legion.

          The Tennessee regiment did little fighting on the 20th but the 43rd Alabama and the Legion (which was made up mostly of Alabamians) stormed up the side of the Ridge and dislodged the Federals. The Federals, a combination of several regiments, fell back from the berm of the Ridge to a wooded area and continued shooting at their attackers.

          For about an hour, Gracie’s men engaged in a rifle duel with the Federals. Eventually, both sides exhausted their ammunition. Gracie finally ordered his men to pull back down the hill as they ran out of bullets, but some stayed at their hard-won posts as darkness fell. The Federals also started pulling away, but hundreds were captured by a sweeping, two-pronged attack made by two Florida outfits commanded by Colonel Robert Trigg, another of Preston’s Brigade commanders.

          For reasons too complicated to detail here, about 50 of Gracie’s men, members of both the Legion and the 43rd Alabama, were part of Trigg’s Floridian encirclement.

          Buckner wrote in his report, “Few troops who have suffered so heavily have been victorious on the field of their losses.”

          Regular readers of this blog know of the interest here in the fighting on Horseshoe Ridge. It was a hard place to be a soldier on either side.

          We’ll be thinking about them this week.
         
          Thanks for reading.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

The museum piece


CHARLOTTE, N.C. – When you travel to this city, even for the purpose of attending an NHRA drag race, you do so knowing you are in the heart of NASCAR country.

          Your loyal blogger spent part of the day at the drag strip and then went looking for the compound where Hendrick Motorsports houses its garages, administrative offices and museum. The general public is allowed to enter the shops where cars are prepared for Jeff Gordon, Jimmie Johnson, Dale Earnhardt Jr. and Kasey Kahne, I am told.

          I went to the museum, intending to buy a shirt for Mrs. Leeway. The shirt was eventually purchased but not until after yours truly was slapped with a racing memory after walking in the door.

          The second car on the left after entering the museum is a deep red stock car,
Tim Richmond's final winner.
once sponsored by Folgers Coffee. The car was number 25 and I knew immediately what I was looking at. In order to be sure, I walked to the right side of the car to look for the dry brake, which is what you call the fuel filler apparatus for a stock car.

          Yep, there it was. Suspicion confirmed. A road racer.

          This was the car Tim Richmond drove at Riverside International Raceway when he earned his final racing victory on Father’s Day, 1987. I covered that race.

          Tim Richmond! Now there was a talent, proof that sometimes charisma and ability can come together and create a special opportunity.

          Richmond drove for the Hendrick organization (which is how the car ended up in the Hendrick museum, right?) and brought some added excitement to racing. He was talented in the car, funny during an interview and, apparently, he was very appealing to women.

          That last victory, on the twisting Southern California road course, came after Richmond had been seriously ill for a time. There were all kinds of rumors about the source of his illness. To be honest, I don’t enjoy talking about some of the things that were said.

          What I remember is that there was a hamburger stand-type food spot in the infield at Riverside and you could sometimes find drivers there grabbing a burger or a soda. Things were much more relaxed then than they are now in terms of driver availability.

          Richmond was drinking a soda, sitting by himself at a picnic table in the small
This car is also in the museum, the remains of a terrible
wreck from which driver Ken Schrader walked away.
shaded area next to the window where you bought the food. I asked him if he minded my sitting there, which he did not, and I asked him a few questions.

          I don’t recall now if this was in 1987 or earlier, but what I do recall is that Richmond was very friendly and he answered my questions comfortably. Finished with the interview, I bought something to eat and returned to the table and Richmond was still there, still by himself. So I sat again and we chatted briefly before he had to get back to his car before the next practice started.

          Whatever people say now about Richmond’s exceptionally active social lifestyle, I still remember the guy who chatted easily with a reporter from small-town newspaper in the heat of the day at Riverside.
 
           Tim Richmond died of AIDS in 1989.


Monday, September 9, 2013

Fast Facts for philosophers


            “Well, anyway, I was just philosophizing,” Mrs. Leeway said this morning.

          I gave her my I-don’t-think-that’s-a-word look, a look I perfected when the kids were young. That look has many uses. It has conveyed, “No, you can’t have the car tonight,” and “No, you can’t have ice cream.”

          Today, it meant that I didn’t think philosophizing is a word.

          Ignoring my look (something which even the kids do now), Mrs. Leeway continued, “Maybe that’s not a word, but that’s what I was doing.”

          You have to be quick on the uptake in our family. I stepped in immediately.

          “I am generally fearless,” I said, “but if I were afraid of philosophizing, I would have philosophi-phobia.”

          Mrs. Leeway laughed, which always brightens my day. I am pleased with life when she smiles and anytime she laughs out loud, it’s like angels singing.

          “Maybe,” Mrs. Leeway opined, “it isn’t a word. Maybe I’m just getting old.”

          “That would be ancient philosophy,” I said.

          “Yes,” she said. No laugh this time.

          Needing to regain momentum, I charged ahead.

          “If it was fake, it would be faux philosophizing,” I proposed.

          That drew another laugh and I was rolling again.

          “Know what you have if you were afraid of a fake philosophy,” I asked.

          Mrs. Leeway admitted that she did not.

          “Faux-philosophi-phobia.”

          Our neighbors probably wondered why we were laughing like loons when we opened the garage door and climbed into the Mustang.

          Well, what they don’t know won’t hurt ‘em. That’s my philosophy.

          Thanks for reading.