Tim Barto: Dad and I, and memories of the World Series
By TIM BARTO In October 1953, my Dad was hanging out with his Army buddies in New York City. They had just returned from their turn occupying Germany. Truth be told, their occupati…
By TIM BARTO In October 1953, my Dad was hanging out with his Army buddies in New York City. They had just returned from their turn occupying Germany. Truth be told, their occupati…