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Yogi

Yogi.

One of 3 deaths on Tuesday that affected me.

Not ready to write about the others.

I guess I'm not ready to write about Yogi either.

Why are we sitting on a bale of hay?

Is he the equivalent of a Nobel laureate?
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Yogi & me

I have been wondering for years where this picture got to. I moved a small pile this morning & it fell out. That's the writer Ray Robinson on the left. We were at the Montclair Book Fest in about 1994 or '95.

Sitting next to Berra was like leaning into a cliff. I told him I had a dream about coming to clean his house, & he mumbled that his wife wouldn't like that. Did girls have crushes on him in his heyday?  Read More 
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