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November 23, 1964
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November 23, 1964


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Behold, now Merry won't even chase a cat. She would even like to be nice to postmen, but they don't believe her. Instead of a bone, she likes nothing better than to munch on a banana. Last time she was offered meat she turned away.

The postmen still leave the mail outside the garden gate, though. They eat meat and are very hard to train.


Fred Hutchinson's death hurt everyone who knew him, and not just those who knew him well. He was so much a man to admire that his death left a sharp sense of loss.

He had an abiding respect and affection for the craft of baseball, in which he had worked from the time he was an 18-year-old pitcher for the Seattle Rainiers until last October 19 when, because of cancer, he resigned as manager of the Cincinnati Reds.

When Hutch was there baseball had dignity, strength, integrity, taste—all so badly needed today as the once national game faces its greatest crisis. Perhaps those intent on smothering everything worthwhile in baseball might ponder the lasting impression—excellence of character—that Fred Hutchinson left behind.

Just one incident of many tells much about him. Early last season he told a sportswriter he planned to bench slumping Gordy Coleman in favor of Deron Johnson. The headline read: COLEMAN GOES TO BENCH. But came the next game and there was Coleman, not Johnson, on first base.

"The headline made me change my mind," said Hutch. "I can't humiliate a guy who tries as hard as Gordy."


Gelding American Thoroughbreds is a very common procedure designed for the most part to keep equine minds on money rather than on love. The horses become easier to control and to train.

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