I've Played [scrabble] Tournaments For About 20

The Crack Of The Bat, The Sound Of Baseballs Thumping Into Gloves, The Infield Chatter Are Like Birdsong To The Baseball Starved.

I Don't Have Time To Read Nonfiction.

Other People Get Into Occupations By Accident Or Design; But Writers Are Born. I Could Work At Selling Motels, Or Slopping Hogs, For Fifty Years, But If Someone Asked My Occupation, I'd Say Writer, Even If I'd Never Sold A Word. Writers Write. Other People Talk.

At One Time I'd Been To Every Park Except Baltimore And Houston, But Can't Even Keep Track Of Who Plays Where These Days.

I Lost My Wife Barbara To Cancer Few Years Ago. I Would Give Whatever Time I Have Left To Spend One More Day With Her.