The following story was told to me years back by my Father-in-law Jim Whitney. I’ve compiled information from Jim and a few other sources to tell this tale. Jim’s words, obviously, is where most of this story unfolds, but here are a few other sources of which I collected the pieces missing:
Nearly 50 years ago…
It was March of 1966, a mere 50 degrees at best, a great day for pitchers, and Jim Whitney was on the mound toeing the rubber for Kirkwood High School, a suburb on the outskirts of St. Louis, Missouri.