Letter: Goodbye, old friend
We’ve been friends for over 60 years, yet we’ve never met
You were my friend who introduced and explained the game and joys of baseball. Yes, I played, my children played and now, my grandkids. A great gift in life is to pass down joy from generation to generation. You helped. Thank you!
On hot summer nights back in the 1960s, you would talk baseball and tell me stories about the history of our national pastime between pitches of the Dodger game as I would drift off to sleep.
A great memory for me was when you called Willie Davis hitting an inside the park homerun with a close play at the plate. My dad said, “Did you see that?” Yes, you had such a beautiful way to use words to allow us to “see” the game without a TV! Thank you.
You were always inviting, starting off each game with, “It’s time for Dodger Baseball!” “Hi everybody and a very pleasant good evening to you wherever you may be, please, pull up a chair and spend part of your evening with me.” I would, and loved every time I did. Thank you.
It is very sad you are leaving yet I am very happy for our time together.
You made calls that will live in baseball history. You memorialized Henry Aaron’s 715th home run to pass Babe Ruth, Bo Jackson’s All Star game home run and who will ever forget Kirk Gibson’s walk off home run to win Game 1 of the 1988 World Series. “In a year that has been so improbable the impossible has happened.”
Thank you, again, Vin Scully for the happiness and joy you have given me and my family.
Your friends, Rob and Steph Evans
Zephyr Cove, Nev.