The opening words to the Rolling Stones classic Sympathy for the Devil go on to say "I'm a man of wealth and taste". I certainly don't qualify as man of wealth and my taste is hit or miss depending on who you ask. "Won't you guess my name," the song continues. I can think of at least four different…
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In October of 1972 my parents attended a World Series game between the Cincinnati Reds and Oakland Athletics. I know this because they have the photo taken from under the centerfield scoreboard. If you look closely you can see a red and white dot in the batter's box and I've been told that it's Johnny Bench. I suppose my love of…