Thank You, Vito Barone

by Jim Siergey

I have to thank
Vito Barone
for introducing me to
Willie Mays.
Vito lived across the alley
and was appalled to learn
that at the age of nine
I knew nothing
about baseball.
That summer
he came over every day
and we would go across the street
to the empty lot
where he would teach me
to catch, field. throw
and hit a baseball.
Every day.
Where I grew up
you were either
a Cubs fan
or a Sox fan.
Vito was an anomaly
as he was a Giants fan.
Whenever the Cubs played the Giants
he’d invite me over
and we’d watch the games
on TV.
There I got to see Willie Mays
in his prime.
Also
McCovey, Marichal and Cepeda
but Willie was special.
He was magical.
So, thank you, Vito,
wherever you are.

 

Giant Shoulders

by Dr. Rajesh C. Oza

In honor of Willie Howard Mays, Jr., 1931–2024

Stand on the shoulders
of the Giants’ Willie Mays
and roar, “Say Hey, Kids!”

 

Still Life

by Paul Kocak

That cinnamon voice
Ricocheting in the clubhouse
Keeping things loose
On the bench
And in the bleachers
No matter the score

Mays’ cinnamon spirit
Sprinkled on summer’s
Long afternoons
Les Keiter on WINS
Me with the transistor
San Francisco an eternity away

You never left
I wouldn’t let you
The Giants fled
I stayed
Your cap flying off
Still

Paul Kocak is the author of Chasing Willie Mays: Chronicles of a Fan Left Behind.