"Stan and Lil had been married the season before, and Lil was pregnant. We had a great time. After the games we used to come home and raid the icebox like kids."
Dickie Kerr said: "He was the kind of ballplayer that once you saw him swing a bat you knew he could hit. I had signed with the Cardinals to manage their Daytona Beach farm, and we were down there in the spring to plan the rosters of the Cardinal teams in the lower minors. I noticed Musial's name on the Asheville, N.C. roster.
"We were going down the blackboard with Branch Rickey, and he told me to pick out the players I wanted. I said, 'There's someone on that Asheville club I'd like to have.' I pointed to Musial's name. Rickey said, 'You want him?' like he was very surprised.
"Tommy West, who was managing Asheville, said, 'You can have that wild sonofagun.' I told Mr. Rickey, 'I have something else in mind for him. I'm going to give you a better ballplayer in the fall than you've got now. The next time you see him he may be an outfielder.' "
And of course that's the way it turned out to be. Kerr mused a moment and grinned, "Stan was good for seven or eight bases on balls a game."
"We were anxious to help the Musials," said Mrs. Kerr, "because we saw too many baseball families that nobody did anything for. Baseball is a lonely life. If things aren't right you start getting on each other's nerves. We've seen a lot of it. We're Catholics, and we saw that the Musials were up every Sunday and went to Mass. Not that it was necessary, but I told them that they were married in church, and that's where they should be every Sunday morning. I don't think they've ever missed Mass."
The Musials plan to visit Houston for a week in the fall. Do the Musials plan to stay with the Kerrs?
"They better," answered Cora Kerr.
Those in the know are betting that the summer of 1960 sees the start of one of the most farfetched boat races ever conducted by mortal men: a competition in sailing the Atlantic singlehanded. The man behind the idea is a sailing enthusiast named Richard Gordon McCloskey who fairly bristles with concern that his race committee will be besieged by a horde of millpond sailors and notoriety seekers. There will, says McCloskey tartly, be none of that.