Beards and baseball

Magnificent beards…

My postcard friend aaronofohio (see: http://instagram.com/p/f5lI4_D1ou/) is the litmus tests of great beards to me. He posts frequent pictures of his beard and I just love the pictures so much.

Aaron’s beard is red, full, and magnificent.

So it’s the very end of October and during this extremely frustrating time — career and life-wise — I have been living like a church mouse, not spending money. Which means a lot of time spent Hovel Chez Moi. With the TV to keep me company. Which means it is a Wednesday night in October and I am watching baseball while trying to whittle away on my various passion projects semi-successfully.

Bearded Red Sox baseball player

Bearded Red Sox baseball player

Is it just me or has the television gone all hillbilly? I am just loving this — it’s like saying “add more banjo” to any good country song: “Add more beard!” And the woollier the better.

Omaha-Kansas City Royals

The TV experience — especially the audio of a baseball game being played — brings me back to my childhood, where one of the great things we used to do on Saturdays (after spending the day at my dad’s office) was go see the Omaha-Kansas City Royals play night games at Rosenblatt Stadium (RIP).

Even though they were an expansion team, I loved the Omaha-Kansas City Royals. The games were hypnotizing, the rhythm of the pitching, runs, strikes. And the snacks were great. The peanuts that left crunchy shells on the ground. And those frozen ice creams that came in the circular tub with a flat wood spoon-like thing.

Bob Fromkin - during the Fromkin, Fromkin & Herzog era

Bob Fromkin (June 1969)
during the Fromkin, Fromkin & Herzog era

I think we sat near third base in my dad’s partner’s box — we almost always had these great seats. Bless Bob Fromkin. I have fond memories because of his generosity.

Today the team has been renamed (a time or two) to the unrecognizable and sort of dumb — in my opinion — Storm Chasers and they play at some other stadium in Sarpy County. Rosenblatt Stadium is no longer.

Johnny Rosenblatt, Camelot

The stadium was named after former Omaha Mayor Johnny Rosenblatt, who was the first Jewish mayor of Omaha and was, per Wikipedia, responsible for bringing the Omaha-Kansas City Royals to Omaha (along with the College World Series).

My mom and dad -- and Johnny Rosenblatt -- at Highland Country Club (I think?)

My mom and dad — and Johnny Rosenblatt — at Highland Country Club (I think?)

The Jewish community in Omaha is (and was) small. And it is weird but when people are shocked that I grew up in Nebraska, I guess a good part of that time I grew up within the loose framework of that community, though we weren’t religious and weren’t only friends with other Jews.

I know I definitely felt like an outsider, maybe not just the Jewishness but my mom came from Brooklyn and we definitely didn’t have a conservative upbringing. At all.

Grandpa Irv, my mom, my dad, Grandma Pearl

Grandpa Irv, my mom, my dad, Grandma Pearl

Though these pictures sure tell a different story.

The young couple: My parents

The young couple: My parents

This Camelot like image didn’t last long, though I like the way it looked later, when I was a little girl.

At Memorial Park

At Memorial Park

This was supposedly at an Anti-Vietnam War Protest at Memorial Park — not far from the house on W. 53rd and Farnam where we lived during that time (yes, a couple of blocks away from where Warren Buffett lived/lives). But to me it looks more like a picnic (it’s probably mis-labeled).

We moved to Lincoln in 1970 or 1971 after my parents separated and got divorced. But we’d visit Omaha on the weekends and go to these great baseball games with our Da. It was a pretty great part of my childhood….

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About Erika Herzog

big music fan. used to work in the movie business a little bit. love weaving and knitting. own a banjo. haven't picked up the corn cob pipe. yet.

Posted on October 30, 2013, in childhood, connections, family, life, omaha. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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