Tom Loftus (1856)
Pat Ragan (1883)
Mickey Livingston (1914)
Gus Bell (1928)
Big Brother A (1951)
Randy Niemann (1955)
Pedro Borbon (1967)
Dylan Bundy (1992)
Tom Loftus managed Cincinnati, Chicago, and Washington around the turn of the (twentieth) century.
Big Brother A is one of the two people–Dad A being the other–from whom I got a love of baseball and a love of the Twins. I don’t know how it’s possible that I have a brother who’s seventy-three years old when I’m still so young, but happy birthday, Big Brother.
We also wish a happy birthday to spookymilk’s brother.
Continue reading Happy Birthday–November 15 →
Tom Loftus (1856)
Pat Ragan (1883)
Mickey Livingston (1914)
Gus Bell (1928)
Big Brother A (1951)
Randy Niemann (1955)
Pedro Borbon (1967)
Dylan Bundy (1992)
Tom Loftus managed Cincinnati, Chicago, and Washington around the turn of the (twentieth) century.
Big Brother A is one of the two people–Dad A being the other–from whom I got a love of baseball and a love of the Twins. I don’t know how it’s possible that I have a brother who’s seventy-two years old when I’m still so young, but happy birthday, Big Brother.
We also wish a happy birthday to spookymilk’s brother.
Continue reading Happy Birthday–November 15 →
Tom Loftus (1856)
Pat Ragan (1883)
Mickey Livingston (1914)
Gus Bell (1928)
Big Brother A (1951)
Randy Niemann (1955)
Pedro Borbon (1967)
Dylan Bundy (1992)
Tom Loftus managed Cincinnati, Chicago, and Washington around the turn of the (twentieth) century.
Big Brother A is one of the two people--Dad A being the other--from whom I got a love of baseball and a love of the Twins. I don't know how it's possible that I have a brother who's seventy-one years old when I'm still so young, but happy birthday, Big Brother.
We also wish a happy birthday to spookymilk’s brother.
Continue reading Happy Birthday–November 15 →
Tom Loftus (1856)
Pat Ragan (1883)
Mickey Livingston (1914)
Gus Bell (1928)
Big Brother A (1951)
Randy Niemann (1955)
Pedro Borbon (1967)
Tom Loftus managed Cincinnati, Chicago, and Washington around the turn of the (twentieth) century.
Big Brother A is one of the two people--Dad A being the other--from whom I got a love of baseball and a love of the Twins. I don't know how it's possible that I have a brother who's sixty-nine years old when I'm still so young, but happy birthday, Big Brother.
We also wish a happy birthday to spookymilk’s brother.
Continue reading Happy Birthday–November 15 →
Remodeled basement. Same half-baked taste.