Thank you, Tom Hunter, for this most recent story and video clip of Vin Scully telling that now growing-in-fame story of how he and high school classmate Larry Miggins fulfilled a Scully wish of Larry playing and Vin broadcasting a big league game. Against all odds, it actually happened on May 13, 1952 when Miggins came to bat at Ebbets Field for the Cardinals and smashed a homer to left off lefty Preacher Roe of the Dodgers in the third inning. Quite improbably too, junior limited air-time broadcaster Scully just happened to be at the mike to make the call. This latest Scully rendering took place last Wednesday, June 11, 2014 at the Ronald Reagan Library in California.
To read the story coverage article by Tony Lee, log on to the following link:
The actual speech video is located at the bottom of the Lee article where you may either listen to the whole speech or move the time bar to the 46-minutes point and listen directly to Scully describe the Miggins story. It was his last planned subject of the evening.
Thank you, Miriam Edelman, for this wonderful exposition of seventeen exotic and beautiful phot0s of places and phenomena of this world we call home. Displays of this kind always remind me of how awesomely little I’ve actually seen directly with own eyes during my now years-stretching lifetime. (Segue:) And thank you, youngish old friend and fellow St. Thomas classmate Rob Sangster for reminding my by example of how a precious, blessed few of us heeded the call and did not fail to make footprints on so many of the physical roads less traveled.
From what I’ve been able to read, so far, those mysterious grinning monkey orchids, indeed, are for real – and not from Photoshop, as I first suspected. If my findings are more a matter of layered deception, please let me know, but I don’t think they are. Is it possible that orchids are tasty to simians and that this manifestation is the botany world’s Darwinian defensive design to frighten the monkeys away?
The collection also reminds me of two other items that remain on my bucket list of things to see: the Aurora Borealis and also the Houston Astros winning a World Series. I could reach the former by moving to the far north. I may reach the latter if I can simply refrain from moving my hope a single one inch, in spite of the past three one-hundred-plus-loss seasons.
Years ago, I missed my first shot at one of life’s largest invitations to venture onto the road less traveled. I neglected to heed the advice that I saw often on giant billboards and on the sides of city buses. The message was always simple and the same. It read: “Join the Navy and See the World!”
Have a nice Monday, everybody, no matter how near or far you drift from home.


