A Ticket To The Boneyard

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Hi, Mom!

Several of nature's people

I know, and they know me;

I feel for them a transport

Of cordiality;

But never met this fellow,

Attended or alone,

Without a tighter breathing,

And zero at the bone.

— EMILY DICKINSON,

"The Snake"

A bloody and a sudden end,

Gunshot or a noose,

For Death who takes what man would keep,

Leaves what men would lose.

He might have had my sister,

My cousins by the score,

But nothing satisfied the fool

But my dear Mary Moore;

None other knows what pleasures man

At table or in bed.

What shall I do for pretty girls

Now my old bawd is dead?

— WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS,

"John Kinsella's Lament for

Mrs. Mary Moore"

New York had a cold snap that year right around the time of the World Series .Oakland and the Dodgers were in it, so our weather didn't affect the outcome. The Dodgers surprised everybody and won it in five, with Kirk Gibson and Hershiser providing the heroics. The Mets, who'd led their division since Opening Day, were in it through seven playoff games. They had the power and the pitching, but the Dodgers had something more. Whatever it was, it carried them all the way.

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