ALT Without Dorothy, there would be no SABR, no STATCast, no applied analytics; she and her husband Harold invented Baseball Research and turned it into a respectable pursuit for academics and casual fans alike.

ALT Bill Wambsganss’ headstone at Calvary Cemetery in Cleveland can be hard to spot unless you know his wife’s unmarried name was Mulholland. Their final resting place, identified by a modest marker in a peaceful setting, is a good place for rest and contemplation.

ALT A sprinkling of infield dirt scooped up from Progressive Field when I umpired there a few days ago, left as my homage to Bill Wambsganss, who pulled off the exceedingly rare feat of an unassisted triple play during Game 5 of the 1920 Cleveland v. Brooklyn World Series. The umpire at second base who called all three outs was Hall of Famer Hank O’Day. So during my men’s tournament at Progressive, guess who called a triple play? Not unassisted, but still, I felt like ole Hank must have felt calling Out!Out!OUT! more than a hundred years ago. Different field, different team name, but some things (like the thrill I got calling a triple play!) will never change.❤️⚾️

ALT From “Fail Safe” with Henry Fonda

ALT Closing credits for “Fail Safe”

ALT View from my friend’s 22nd story terrace on east 63rd street. You can see the fireworks over the East River peeking out between the two buildings in the foreground

ALT Same view from my friend’s 22nd story terrace on east 63rd street, but here, facing south toward the waxing gibbous moon

ALT The view from my friend’s 22nd story terrace overlooking east 63rd street in Manhattan. Ordinarily on a Friday evening at late rush hour, 63rd street would be bumper to bumper with cars and trucks heading west to get through Central Park and across the Hudson to New Jersey - but look at it last night. Completely free of vehicular traffic. No honking! Heavenly.

ALT Looking east toward the fireworks over the East River.