Vin Scully: A calming voice in my life.

It’s 1966. Malcom X has been assassinated. Watts riot is a year in the past. It’s a warm summer night, in Compton CA. Problems at home, teen peer pressure. Minimum wage $1.25
White backlash because of civil rights passage begins.
I’m lying on my back, on a a quilted blanket. Staring at the stars. Tension is everywhere.
Then on my small transistor radio, a calm, mellow, soothing, voice fills the air.
“It’s time for Dodger Baseball”.
All my problems slip away.
I smile.
That was the effect Vin Scully had me. He was the master of calling a baseball game and educating his listeners at the same time.
Another icon, gone. RIP Vin.


Published by marblesmind

Freelance journalist, Studied journalism at LACC. Former Member of Los Angeles Press Club. 1975. 6 year Navy Vet, during Vietnam. Last 3 years Naval Intelligence unit.

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