It was a turning point in my life. When I heard he was failing, I went to his bedside and held his hand. The grip had weakened, but you still could feel the strength of his character. One of Red s ballplayers Come on, Red. Time to go.
Game s over.
Reeder Well done, Red. Be thou at peace. After his medical retirement in 1947, Red turned to coaching at West Point and writing books about the Academy and military history. He would get up at 0430 hrs. Moving across the river upon his second retirement did little to change the routine Red would write the rough drafts and wife Dort would polish, edit, and produce the final manuscripts.