Dads and Writing

I saw “42″ last week. I saw it mainly for my Dad whom I lost to a heart attack 30+ years ago. One of my strongest memories of him was a very brief conversation we kind of had about the Dodgers.

It was World Series time and my Dad was watching the game with a lot of interest. I don’t remember who the Dodgers’ competition was, but I remember asking him who he was rooting for.

“The Dodgers,” he growled with a nod at the television. He also gave me a look that seemed to say “Who else would I root f...