MR. RICKEY and THE GAME
Gerald Holland
March 07, 1955
I am asked to
speak of the game," said Branch Rickey, restating a question that had been
put to him, "I am asked to reflect upon my own part in it. At the age of
73, on the eve of a new baseball season, I am importuned to muse aloud, to
touch upon those things that come first to mind."
"Oh,
yes," Rickey exclaimed. "Go to that store I showed you. Mother, I
understand they have the largest selection of lamps in town."
Mrs. Rickey
looked at him and shook her head and smiled.
Rickey, already
thinking of something else, studied the sidewalk. He raised his head and spoke
firmly over the traffic.
"The game of
baseball," he said, "has given me a life of joy. I would not have
exchanged it for any other."
He took Mrs.
Rickey by the arm. They turned and walked down the street together and vanished
into the crowd.