A legend began...

Our Grampy was born in 1916. Like most boys at the time, he grew up loving baseball. His love of baseball was naturally passed down to his children, and then grandchildren. Now, like most good baseball stories, this one involves The Babe/The Great Bambino/The Sultan of Swat. Gramp was naturally a fan of The Babe, and growing up in post-1918 baseball, this made him a die-hard Yankee fan, a devoltion which lasted for the rest of his life. But somehow, the family splintered, and a rivalry was born. This rivalry is none-other than the most intense of rivalries in baseball - the Red Sox vs. the Yankees. So, this blog is devoted to that rivalry, in honor of our Grampy. We love you...