As a very young Cleveland fan, I was devastated when my hero, third baseman Al Rosen, retired after the 1956 season at age 32 because of recurring injuries. I was such a fan, I named our dog Flip, Rosen's nickname. I had written letters to a host of players, but only Rosen answered each one. He also sent a photo with his signature and a handwritten "To Carol." This photo is now framed in my office, a constant reminder of players who appreciated their fans.
In 1978 my 16-year-old nephew was confined for months in a Cininnati hospital with severe burns. I wrote several players and managers with the Reds and with the teams that were still to play in Cincinnati that season, asking them to give him a telephone call. Only Dodger manager Tommy Lasorda responded. Insisting that a phone call was insufficient, he and three Dodger players visited not only my nephew but also every other patient in the hospital's children's unit. Our entire family will forever adore Lasorda and his Dodgers.
CAROL D. RASNIC