Post by Toy-Cannon on Aug 7, 2020 3:37:26 GMT
From the NY Post:
The voice on the telephone had a pleasing lilt to it, a melodic “Hellooooo!” dripping out of the receiver. One thing Horace Clarke wanted you to know before you ever asked the only question he ever seemed to hear was this:
“I am happy, my friend,” he said that afternoon, winter of 2004. “I played major league baseball for parts of 10 years, and I played in the magnificent city of New York, and as a child in St. Croix that was beyond dreams. Yes. I am a happy man.”
Clarke died Wednesday at 81, and for as long as there are Yankees fans who remember the dog-day era spanning 1965-75 his name will, fairly or no, be attached to it. And this wasn’t just a product of time, either. On the day after Clarke was traded to the Padres on May 31, 1974, the back page of The Post announced it thusly:
The voice on the telephone had a pleasing lilt to it, a melodic “Hellooooo!” dripping out of the receiver. One thing Horace Clarke wanted you to know before you ever asked the only question he ever seemed to hear was this:
“I am happy, my friend,” he said that afternoon, winter of 2004. “I played major league baseball for parts of 10 years, and I played in the magnificent city of New York, and as a child in St. Croix that was beyond dreams. Yes. I am a happy man.”
Clarke died Wednesday at 81, and for as long as there are Yankees fans who remember the dog-day era spanning 1965-75 his name will, fairly or no, be attached to it. And this wasn’t just a product of time, either. On the day after Clarke was traded to the Padres on May 31, 1974, the back page of The Post announced it thusly: