David McCullough’s family announced today that he passed away yesterday August 7th.

My work had me out of the studio daily. I would dash from Ad Agency to Ad Agency and other clients that populated the world of media. Mid-town Manhattan is a small city of these companies and people like myself that service them. I often found myself standing next to a well-known person on any given day. One such day it was David McCullough with his wife on 43rd and Madison Ave. I was waiting for the walk sign (I did not dash between moving traffic). David McCullough and his wife came up next to me. Generally, I never spoke to anyone. But, during this encounter, I did. I have just finished reading his latest book, Truman. I loved it like so many of his books, but the Truman book I especially enjoyed. I slightly turned to him and his wife and said I admire your work. He glanced back and said, “ThankYou.” The walk sign appeared, and like all New Yorkers, I quickly dashed off.

Vincent Edward Scully passed away on August 2nd. For 67 years beginning in 1950 and ending in 2016, he was the voice of the Brooklyn Dodgers and Los Angeles Dodgers. 

From the first to last baseball game of the Brooklyn Dodgers, I heard the voice of Vin Scully. Whenever I listened to the voice of Vin Scully, it would take me back to the Bronx apartment that was home. It was as if he lived with us. Here are a few of his ‘Greatest Calls,’

There’s a line in the movie Field of Dreams “The one constant through all the years, Ray has been baseball.” That line today:

The one constant through all the years, Ray has been baseball and the voice of Vin Scully.

Today millions of his friends like me mourn the passing of a family member, Vince ‘Vin’ Scully.

The traffic light turns green does not mean you go. Check the traffic left and right, This is what I learned from dad while he was teaching me to drive -1964.

I have witnessed this, and I have also missed being like the car that was hit.

Daniel Craig’s ‘Macbeth’ Is a Modern, Bloody Broadway Puzzle, With Soup on the Side

In a convention-defying, sometimes puzzling “Macbeth” on Broadway starring Daniel Craig and an excellent Ruth Negga, the most powerful moments remain rooted in Shakespeare’s text.


When it comes to The Bard, my wife and I are apart. She is not a fan, and I am. To her credit, she goes with me to see Shakespeare. Knowing Macbeth, starring Daniel Graig, was coming to Broadway, I asked, “would you be interested in going?” I got a big fat NO! A Wednesday Matinee alone is looming in my future.
Moving on. I watched last night’s Yankees vs. Royals on Appel TV. The coverage was a new experience; I liked it. That aside, I would guess the streaming audience is small in my age group, 75+. My question is, is MLB chasing away the older diehard MLB fan, many of whom get their joy of baseball through cable TV?

Time management and motivation have been the enemy for a while, at least for me. I set up a workstation at home. Working from home was never my thing. I have an extensive archive of my photography and intellectual properties. Many will make it from the website to my Fine Art America page as images for sale, and many will not. But I still want to share them. The other factor is what to do with all those images. I am selling the 35mm, 2×2, and 4×5 film originals in an active eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/usr/ballparkprints.

Tigers Stadium September 16, 1961, Roger Maris Hitting His 57th Home Run.

Groundhog Day used to be a fun day between my brother-in-law and me. We were both movie buffs. On this day, we would trade messages referencing Ground Day from the news reports of did the groundhog see or not see his shadow too, the movie. Three years ago, just before sunrise and the groundhog, news reports, Bill passed away. It’s been three years now since I have seen Groundhog Day. Then again, I know how Phil Connors felt in the last two years.

Groundhog Day

I have been working on updating my website. As I reviewed files of shots in Adobe Lightroom, I got a little sidetracked. In the San Francisco files, I started reviewing images. As I looked at the files of San Francisco, it made me think how much I miss it.
Going through images, I came across a shot I took of a Bull Durham Tobacco ad. I selected at once for my first of three tweets on San Francisco.
Bull Durham was one of the most prominent advertisers of early baseball.

Bull Durham Ghost Ad On the Side of An Old Building. A Reminder Of Yesterday’s

On January 13th and 14th, I continued with additional shots of San Francisco.

How does beer fit into this? Yesterday while at the Fresh Market, I was pushing the cart pass the beer selection, and there it was a 6-pack of Anchor Steam Beer with new (to me) packaging. My head raced back to last weeks Tweets, about San Francisco. So it was a no-brainer, and I purchased the 6-pack.

I like beer, but I don’t drink much, and at home, I barely drink 6-beers in a year. But tonight, after putting dinner in the oven, I pulled a Anchor Steam from the fridge. My original intent was to text a cap photo to a friend. He collects them. The beer surprised me. It was smooth and tasted great.

Anchor Steam Beer from San Francisco was just what I needed, a taste of San Francisco. Oh, as for the bottle cap, it’s not a twist-off.

Our last spring training road trip to Florida was from February to March 2020. That ended abruptly on March 15th, with the outbreak of COVID-19, with MLB canceling spring training. In 2021 we decided to stay home.

Today, January 7th, 2020, we were greeted with winter’s first significant snowfall. Up till today, except for a few days, the weather has been mild.

Looking out the window

Looking out the window and taking this picture of the snow reminded me of a famous quote.

In December, the MLB owners voted unanimously to enact a lockout upon the expiration of the 2016 collective bargaining agreement between the league and the players’ union. The MLB owners and MLB Players Association have yet to hold talks on resolving this current labor dispute.

Will there be a Spring Training 2022 or even a season?