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During the four years I served as Chairman of the Board of Directors for the Texas Baseball Hall of Fame (TBHOF), no one was more helpful to the effort in Houston than Milo Hamilton, the radio Voice of the Houston Astros from 1987 through 2012. Appropriately, Milo was honored as the 1992 recipient of the Ford C. Frick Award winner for baseball broadcasters, a rare and coveted recognition that only goes out to the best of the best at what they do.
Milo Hamilton also was a force of energy in this community as a volunteer participant in more charitable causes that we could possibly hope to list over the course of short time and column space this morning. All I know from the personal experience we had with Milo as the only Master of Ceremonies we knew during the TBHOF’s brief time in Houston was that nobody could have done it better. He brought positive energy and an upbeat sense of humor about all things to his role as time-management director of the annual banquet program. And he had the greatest projected voice of clear speech I’ve ever heard from a program MC. Every guest in attendance easily could hear every word that Milo said – and, just as importantly, feel all of the genuine enthusiasm he transmitted through his manner of expression.
Milo could have brought enthusiasm to a most tasty three-minute egg boiling contest. He also brought that same kind of broadcasting energy to quite a few Astros baseball seasons that otherwise were about as interesting as a boiling egg.
Milo Hamilton’s death on Thursday, September 17, 2015, at age 88, is our profound loss. We already miss him.
Holy Toledo, Milo! Your departure means that Houston baseball just lost one of its biggest friends!
Rest in Peace, Milo Hamilton. Our love and affection goes with you.
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