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Originally Posted by Kawika
The future, these days coming on like a tidal wave, unnerves me. The older I get the more I reach into the past. You are much more articulate and analytical about the anthropological matters of collective memories, story telling, myth-making and the like. I couldn't have written what you wrote but I appreciate your insights.
Never had any aspirations to be a writer. There are certain things I would like to get down on paper for the benefit of my nieces and nephews related to our family's story, and I want to write up some biographical info about my wife who has lived a tough, interesting and honorable life. She has fifty-one - count 'em - first cousins and someday there will be a gazillion young Vander Kooys whom I want to remember her.
Have been posting on this board for over twenty years. Most of what I have written is more terse and less whimsical than the post we're discussing. I get a kick out of the English language. You can paint with words and express things in all sorts of ways. It pleases me to come up with a well-turned phrase. The next step is a paragraph and beyond that are pages, articles, books. Anything beyond a paragraph takes disciplined and dedicated effort. I'm too hyper for that. I wish to un-convince you of the possibility of me writing the ultimate baseball book. Wouldn't even know where to start. All the same, thanks for the complimentary words.
When i acquired the glass slide about fifteen years back I attempted to ID each of the players. Probably named two-thirds of them and put the project aside and there it has sat. I thought the man in the sweater was manager Nick Williams but was corrected by Dave Eskenazi that TS Eliot was the trainer and Williams is to his right.
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You have a wonderful perspective David, I want to let you know it gives me great joy to read your posts! There is always something illuminating and profound stored in them. I would love to chat further sometime and pick your brain about those old NYG teams.
Many kind regards,
David