I Leaned On Him For

When I First Came To Yankee Stadium I Used To Feel Like The Ghosts Of Babe Ruth And Lou Gehrig Were Walking Around In There.

Sometimes I Sit In My Den At Home And Read Stories About Myself. Kids Used To Save Whole Scrapbooks On Me. They Get Tired Of Them And Mail Them To Me. I'll Go In There And Read Them, And You Know What? They Might As Well Be About (stan) Musial And (joe) Dimaggio, It's Like Reading About Somebody Else.

As Far As He Knew, I Was Dying.

Thank God For Baseball.

If I Send The Ball Home, I Know What Will Happen To It. My Twin Brothers Will Take It Out On The Lot, Like Any 20-cent Rocket.