Sunday, May 30, 2010

Family Reflection


Today Was The First Annual Rohrer Reunion. Descendants Of My Grandparents Clyde And Buelah Rohrer. If They Were Still Alive They Would Have Been Proud Of The Turnout Of This Picnic. Even Though It Was Not 100% Perfect Attendance, Being The First Official Get Together, We Had A Great Head Count.
Cousins I Have Not Talked To In Many Years. My Favorite Aunt Was There And We Tried To Catch Up For All The Lost Years. Reminiscing Of Happenings That Took Place Many Years Ago.
Although It Was Evident Of The Missing Souls That I Considered To Be The Glue Of The Family That Always Added The Spice To The Livelihood Of Family Events.
I Got The Opportunity To Meet The Author Of The Fields Of Yellow. I May Have Shocked Her When I Told Her I Was A Loyal Reader Of Her Blog. She Is A Very Talented Individual. Her Father Would Be Proud.
Too Many Names To Mention So I Won't Start. One Observation I Will Proclaim However. As Members Of The Rohrer Family Declines, The Younger Faces Step Up And Give Us All Comfort That The Honorable Name Of Rohrer Will Be Carried On For Many Years To Come.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

You Facebook?


Most Everybody Who Owns A Computer Is Aware Of Facebook. The Site Is A Little Community Of Friends And Relatives. Of course They Can Be A Friend Of Friends, Or Even A Friend Of A Relative. Yet On The Other Hand It Could Be A Neighbor, Or Even A Friend Of Your Neighbor. Since Joining Facebook I Have Learned How To Bowl The Highest Game, Which Continues To Be Ranked Number One.
I Am A Member Of A Relative Group Which Focus On Reunions, Reminiscing, Sharing Photo's And Our Daily Activities.
I Feel The Concept Of Facebook Is Right On. Creating A World Community On The Tips Of Your Fingers Is Fulfilling. The Perfect Social Network That Enables You To Interact With Friends And Family Around The Globe.
I Enjoy Navigating Facebook And Reading The Walls Of Those On My Friends List. Alot Of Useless Information But Maybe Not To Somebody Else.
I Really Suck At Family Feud. I Continue To Play In Hopes I Will Do Better. I Think I Found The Solution In Winning. Getting The Questions The Second Time Around Generates Much Needed Points.
So Do You Facebook?

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

The Jerk


Remember The Movie The Jerk? It Came To My Mind This Afternoon When My Son Bobby And I Were Working On My Truck. He Saw A Very Nice Dress Shirt In The Garage And Asked Me If He Could Have It. I Thought For A Moment And Informed Him I Have About 5-6 More Just Like It. I Bellowed Out A Small Laugh After I Told Him This. He Asked Me What Was So Funny. To Be Honest About It, It Brought Back Some Old Memories. I Told Him I Had To Confess. I Told Him The Shirts Came From His Little League Coach Who Was A Well Known Attorney In Danville.
As A Father Like My Own Father Wanted Only The Best For His Son. Our House Was 1 1/2 Blocks Away From The Boundary Of A Well Respected Little League Park. They Produced Well Disciplined Ball Players. Alot Of My School Friends Played At That Park And Was Located Next To The Junior High School I Would Eventually Attend In My Last Year Of Little League.
Enough About Me. When I Signed My Son Up For Baseball I Remembered We Were Just A Short Distance From The Boundaries. I Had Some Friends Who Lived Just On The Other Side Of The Boundary. They Are African American, But What Does That Matter?
For Those Readers That Cannot Follow The Story Line The Movie, "The Jerk" Starred Steve Martin Being White Was Adopted By A Black Family. It Was A Corny Kind Of Movie Yet Left A Small Impression On Me. He Was Told By His Parents That His Color Would Not Change. He Left Home, Joined The Circus And Eventually Became Wealthy From An Invention. Ok, Enough About The Movie. There Were Times When I Was Busy And Could Not Attend All Of His Baseball Practices. His Coach Would Drive Him Home If I Couldn't. Apparently My Friends Were Sitting On Their Porch One Evening His Coached Dropped Him Off. Bobby Jumped Out Of The Car And Went Up To The Porch And Talked With My Friends Until His Coach Drove Off.
After The Season Had Ended Bobby's Coach Approached Me. He Told Me He Was Confused About Bobby's Residence. I Then Admitted To Him I Had Played On That Same Ball Diamond Back In 1967. I Wanted The Same For My Son And To Make That Happen I Had To Use A Different Address. I Think I Made That Coach's Day Because He Laughed So Hard After My Admission Of Guilt. Bobby Had A Very Good Baseball Year As I Did When I Was His Age. I Know He Supported What I Did. Would I Do It Again? You Bet!

PS. I Would Never Recommend That Movie To Anyone Again. To Me It Was Very Funny But Corny. The Movie Was Just Recently Released And My Parents Had A Brand New VCR. I Was Employed Where Movies Were Rented So I Often Took Movies To Them So They Could Watch. I Got A Phone Call From My Father Scolding Me For Recommending This Movie To Them. I Replied I Would Not Bring Them Any More Movies From Then On. I Kept My Word.

Friday, May 7, 2010

The Best Of Baseball


Have You Ever Read A Great Book And Wanted To Share It With Someone You Knew Would Appreciate It? Sure You Have. No Different Than A Good Movie As Well.
Most All Who Know Me Know I Am A Cub Fan. Being A Cub Fan For Most Of My Life I Look Back At Some Of Those Memorable Moments In Cub History. One Of Those Men Was The Lovable Don(Popeye)Zimmer.
I Always Considered Don As A Colorful Character Of Baseball. The Following Is What I Pulled Up From The Internet. I Had Heard He Had Written A Book But Never Knew The Name. He Has Written Two And I Look Forward To Reading Them.
If You Are Not A Sports Fan This Blog May Not Be For You. Stay Tuned For My Next Blog Because It May Be About Something Right Down Your Alley.(Bowling) See?


Playing career

Zimmer, nicknamed "Zim" and sometimes "Popeye" because of his facial resemblance to the cartoon character,[2] began his career in 1949 at Cambridge of the (Maryland) Eastern Shore League. He then played in Hornell, New York, Elmira, New York, Mobile, Alabama, and finally St. Paul, Minnesota before making it to the Major Leagues with the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1954. At home plate before an Elmira night game in 1951 Zimmer married Soot (Jean), the girl he started dating in 10th grade. Beginning in 1954, his career included 12 seasons in the big leagues. He was a utility infielder with a great team, the 1955 World Series champion Brooklyn Dodgers, and with the 1962 New York Mets, who lost a record 120 games. Zimmer's rise to the Major Leagues was amazing considering he nearly died after being hit with a pitch in the temple while with St. Paul in 1953. He was not fully conscious for 13 days, during which holes were drilled in his skull to relieve the pressure of swelling. His vision was blurred, he could neither walk nor talk and his weight plunged from 170 to 124. He was told he was finished at 22. He was beaned again in 1956 when a Cincinnati Reds fastball broke his cheekbone, but he persevered. Because of these beanings, it has been widely reported that he had a surgically implanted steel plate in his head.[3] This rumor is false, although the holes drilled in the surgeries following the 1953 beanball were later filled with four tantalum metal corkscrew-shaped "buttons."[4]

In the major leagues, Zimmer remained with the Los Angeles Dodgers after their move west in 1958, then playing for the Chicago Cubs, the first New York Mets team in 1962, and the Cincinnati Reds; he returned briefly to the Dodgers in 1963, before finishing his career with the Washington Senators.

In 12 seasons, Zimmer played 1095 games. He compiled 773 hits, 91 home runs, 352 RBI, 45 stolen bases and a .235 batting average. He played in the World Series with the Dodgers in 1955 and 1959, and was selected to the National League All-Star team in 1961.

Although he had a low batting average, Zimmer was a fine infielder, willing to fill in at third base, shortstop, and second base. He also caught 33 games in his final season with Washington in 1965. In 1966, his last year as an active player, Zimmer played in Japan with the Toei Flyers.
Coaching and managing career

After his retirement, Zimmer managed in the minor leagues until 1971 when he joined the Montreal Expos as third base coach. He took a similar job with the San Diego Padres in 1972, but after only 11 games he was called on to replace Preston Gomez as manager.

After being fired by the Padres at the close of the 1973 campaign, he served as the third-base coach for the Boston Red Sox for 2½ seasons. Working under skipper Darrell Johnson, Zimmer's tenure included a memorable event during Game 6 of the 1975 World Series. Boston had the bases loaded and none out in the home half of the ninth inning. The score was tied. A soft fly to left field was too shallow to score the winning run, but baserunner Denny Doyle thought Zimmer's shouts of "No! No! No!" were actually "Go! Go! Go!" He ran for home, and was thrown out at the plate. That play, and Dwight Evans' brilliant catch off Joe Morgan in extra innings, set up Carlton Fisk's classic, game-winning home run.

The 1976 Red Sox never got on track under Johnson, and he was fired in July. Zimmer was named acting, then permanent, manager and he led them to winning record, but a disappointing third-place finish in the AL East. The Red Sox would win more than 90 games in each of Zimmer's three full seasons (1977-79) as manager, only the second time they had pulled off this feat since World War I. His 1978 team won 99 games, still the fourth-best record in franchise history.

However, he is best remembered among Red Sox fans for the team's dramatic collapse during the 1978 season. After leading the American League East by as many as 14 games, the Red Sox stumbled in August. They recovered long enough to build a four-game cushion on the surging New York Yankees. However, in a four-game series in early September, that lead evaporated; the Yankees blew out the Red Sox in a series still known as "the Boston Massacre."

The Red Sox spent the last month of the season trading first place with the Yankees, forcing a one-game playoff on October 2. In that game, the Yankees took the lead permanently on a legendary home run by Bucky Dent over the Fenway Park Green Monster.

During this stretch, Zimmer made several questionable personnel moves. He never got along with left-handed starting pitcher Bill "Spaceman" Lee. As a matter of fact, his outright hatred of Lee (who had nicknamed Zimmer "The Gerbil.") ran so deep, that he gave the starting assignment in the last game of the "Massacre" to rookie Bobby Sprowl, who had only been called up from Triple-A Pawtucket a few days earlier. Reportedly, Carl Yastrzemski pleaded with Zimmer to start Lee, who, along with Luis Tiant, had dominated the Yankees during their careers. (Lee, for example, won 12 out of 17 decisions against the Yankees in 10 years with Boston.) Sprowl allowed four walks, one hit and one run in the first inning before being pulled and made only three more major-league starts.

Zimmer also penciled Fisk, the team's longtime starting catcher, into the lineup 154 times (out of a possible 162). Fisk complained of sore knees for much of this stretch and missed most of the next season with a sore arm. Finally, Zimmer kept third baseman Butch Hobson in the lineup, even though Hobson's elbow miseries (he had floating bone chips which he frequently rearranged before coming to the plate) made it impossible for him to hit for power or average, or throw accurately. Hobson made error after error, until finally Zimmer called on Jack Brohamer to replace him; with Brohamer at third, Boston won its last eight games of the regular season to force a tie with the Yankees. But they lost the playoff game on home runs by Dent and Reggie Jackson.

Zimmer then managed the Texas Rangers, coached three stints with the Yankees, then coached for the San Francisco Giants. In 1989, Zimmer managed the Chicago Cubs to a division title and was named Manager of the Year. Later, he returning to Boston for one season as a coach (under manager Hobson) in 1992. Overall, Zimmer won 906 Major League games as a manager.

Zimmer was on the first coaching staff of the expansion Colorado Rockies in 1993. In 1996, he joined the Yankees as their bench coach for their run of four World Series titles. In 1999, Zimmer filled in for Manager Joe Torre while Torre was recuperating from prostate cancer. Zimmer went 21-15 while guiding the Yankees during Torre's absence. This record however, is credited to Torre's managerial record. Many fans know him for his "brawl" with Pedro Martínez in the 2003 American League Championship Series. He was also once hit by a sharply hit foul ball batted by Yankee second baseman Chuck Knoblauch. The next game, Zimmer wore an army helmet with the word "ZIM" painted on the side and the Yankees logo stenciled on the front. Currently, Zimmer is a senior advisor for the Tampa Bay Rays. His role includes assisting the team during spring training and during home games. Every year, Zimmer increments his uniform number by one to match the number of years he has worked in baseball. During the 2009 season he wears #61, [1], as seen on the Rays' official site.

Zimmer has written 2 books, Zim: A Baseball Life, and The Zen of Zim, that describe his life in baseball, as a player, manager, and coach.

As of the 2008 season, Zimmer was the last former Brooklyn Dodger still serving on the field in some capacity.

http://www.collectingzim.com/- Copy And Paste.

Sunday, May 2, 2010


Now That The Word Is Out That I Have Surpassed Nearly All The Different Phases And Cycles Of Life, I Still Have More To Experience.
I First Learned Today My Uncle Fred Now Resides In A Nursing Facility. He Is Inflicted With Alzheimer's. It's So Sad This Disease Has Robbed The Memories And Crippled The Brain Of People I Knew, Loved And Respected.
Even Though I Never Really Got To Know My Uncle Fred That Well, I Know He Is A Loving Husband, Father, Grandfather And Brother.
The Son Of A Preacher Man Who Followed In The Footsteps Of His Father. Another Man I Never Got To Know Because He Passed Before I Was Born. It's Said That Everything Happens For A Reason. Sometimes It Takes Years For That Reason To Show Itself.
The Distance In Miles Was The Reason I Never Had The Opportunity To Truly Get To Know Uncle Fred. Being A Minister Called On Him To Be Guided By God Every Step Of The Way. He And His Wife Jane Were Blessed By Five Wonderful Children. What I Remember Most About Uncle Fred Was His Love For Small Engine Repair. I Can Remember Being A Teenager Mowing Yards For Extra Spending Cash. I Was Having Trouble With My Lawnmower And It Quit Running. My Father Said Uncle Fred Will Be Coming To Danville Next Week While On Vacation. Sure Enough, Uncle Fred Had It Fixed In No Time At All.
My Point In All This Is To Establish The Fact That We Only Know What God Has Allowed Us To Know. We May Have Reason To Believe The Role We Play In The Lives Of Others May Not Be A Significant One. Just To Be Reminded That Even Though We Never Have The Opportunity To Be A Part Of The Big Picture, We Are Still A Piece Of The Puzzle Of Life.
I Ask The Readers Of My Blog To Please Remember For My Uncle Fred. Since This Dreadful Disease Is Robbing Him Of His Memory, Let's Remember For Him. If You Have A Memory Of Him, Try To Think Of It Every Chance You Get. Please Pray Our Lord Will See This And Comfort Him Through This Difficult Time Of His Life. Let's Remember Though, Just Because This Is Happening To Him, Lessons Are To Be Learned By Others.
Let's Take It To Him In Prayer........