Hours before the game, he approached a ticket booth. “Is this the House of Ruth?” he asked.
“This is it.�
“This is it, just like that? This is her house?”
“His,” the ticket seller said.
“His?” Roger asked.
“His.”
“Ruth was a woman,” Roger stated.
“Ruth was a Babe, but he wasn’t no woman.”
“That’s not true,” Roger said, “but it doesn’t matter. I’ve come to save the Yenkiss.“
Thank you for this link. That was amazing, lyrical, funny and heartbreaking. There was no place for comments to the Author, so if you know of a way to let him know…
Thank you again. What a priceless gift, on a quiet Saturday afternoon.
If you do a search on Mark Helprin, you’ll find more of his writing on the net – most of it military and foreign policy op-eds. His fiction is pure wonderment.