The Waterbury Democrat., 1945-10-01
(Reg. U. S. Pat. On.) BY OSCAR FRALEY


(Unlted Press Sports WFiter)
 Detroit, Oct. l.-(UP)-The role licking Chicago Cubs rolled joyously toward the World Series today over the broken heart and shattered VOWS of Q gray-haired little man with 0 blasted mission,
 After three years on top, this was to have been the big one for the St, Louis Cardinals. This was the one to pay tribute to the memory of the kid of Billy the Kid,
 It was just year ago, with an Indian sun flooding Sportsmans park, that the shippers son saw his last ball game. He sat there, straight and strong, with rays of light leaping from the gold majors oak leaves on his wide shoulders. White teeth gleamed under 6 little black moustache and the sun glinted on the service ribbons representing his many missions in the skies over France and Germany,
 Maj. William B. southworth, Jr" was proud of those ribbons. Just scraps of colored cloth and tiny bits of metal, they represented the courage which brought him the air medal with three oak leaf clusters and tho Distinguished Flying Gross
 Proud of Pop
 But the idolatry in his eyes showed that he was even prouder of the struttIng little man in the baseball suit striding up and down the baselines. The tiny, gray haired man was his pop, Manager Billy SouthWorth of the Cardinals, And for the third straight year he had taken those flying RedbirdS into the series.
 "Quite . guy, isn't he9" Billy the boy grinned fondly.
 There were 3S,000 people crammeo into the park for that windup game of the i044 classic. Yet in all the mad excitement you could feel the electric bond between ths two as thir eyes met and the boy waved gaily ct the "old man"
 The kid of Billy the Kid had missed the two previous series There was the joyous one in le42 when Billy, Jr, piloting e Fly!ng Fortress over Texas, heard now ms dads other kids upset the mighty Yankees. There was the strained one In l943. Billy, Jr, was in Eng land then busy banging out his own base hits against the Axis.
 "So it's mighty good to be here today" the kid said as he leaned on the box seat rail, And won't pick Dads team because l dont want to jinx 'eYn."
 The boyish Major believed in jinxes. You get that way when you fly an airplane in the deadly game of war. So much so that Billy ana his gang wouldn't think Of leaving the ground without their Cardinal baseball caps when they took of on a mission.
 Billy, Jr., didn't have much to say about returning to baseball. He had left the game at the end of l040 to enlist and win his wings, prepar- ing with the psychic power Of ad- venturous youth for the war we soon were to be in. But for the mo- ment he had nothing on his mind except to see the Cardinals win the series.
 Billy the boy got that wish. Pops team" won and the Major was a little boy again for a few minutes as he walked off the field arm-irl- arm with his dad.
 The handsome major didn't look just then like a man with the mark of death on him. You had no way of knowing that four months later his plane would plunge into the cold, dark waters of Flushing Bay, ending forever the senior South worth's hopes that someday his son would be out there in the outfield as they won a pennant together.
 So this one was to have been for him. and 1t would have been nice to see Southworth take 1t. Yet there's sesne consolation !.. the feet that. wherever he is. the kind of Billy the Kid knows how hard they tried. That alone must be enough for the boy who was so proud of