What I Am, What I Have, What

As Soon As I Got Out There I Felt A Strange Relationship With The Pitcher's Mound. It Was As If I'd Been Born Out There. Pitching Just Felt Like The Most Natural Thing In The World. Striking Out Batters Was Easy.

What I Am, What I Have, What I Am Going To Leave Behind Me - All This I Owe To The Game Of Baseball.

How About A Little Noise. How Do You Expect A Man To Putt?

Who Is Richer? The Man Who Is Seen, But Cannot See? Or The Man Who Is Not Being Seen, But Can See?

"i'm Going Over The Valley." (dying From Throat Cancer, His Doctor Found Him Wandering Around His Room, Asked Him Where Was He Going?)