The number is eighty-five. Well, he ll be batting for quite a while before he gets up to eighty-five. The Tigers traveled to Philadelphia and one morning Greenberg was opening his mail at the breakfast table, which he was sharing with Bud Shaver of the Detroit Times. Greenberg passed across a letter, scrawled in a childish hand with pencil on cheap, blue-ruled tablet paper, wrote Shaver. There were a few misspelled words.
Hank is no cad.
She begged him not to fail her or his people. There are thousands of little boys and girls like her. You have an immense responsibility, we remarked, passing it back. Hank s face was grave as he tucked the soiled little letter away in his pocket. Yes, I have, he said soberly.