I Watched One In A Million: The Ron LeFlore Story (1978, Dir. by William A. Graham)


LeVar Burton stars as Ron LeFore.  After growing up on the hard streets of Detroit and getting addicted to heroin, Ron is arrested for armed robbery and sentenced to four years in prison.  It’s in prison that Ron starts playing baseball and proves himself to be so good at the game that he’s offered a contract with Tigers.  (Manager Billy Martin plays himself.)  Out of prison, Ron proves himself on the field but he worries about his younger brother (Larry B. Scott), who is still trying to survive in Detroit.

This movies was made for television and no one’s going to mistake it for anything other than a television movie.  When the movie was made, Ron LeFore was still playing in the Major Leagues.  Several players appear as themselves and the movie feels pretty sanitized.  None of the other players give Ron a hard time about being a baseball player on parole.  Instead, they’re all supportive and encouraging from the minute he arrives.  They’re the nicest jocks around!  I like baseball players.  I still light up whenever I think about the way Elvis Andrus would smile when he was playing for the Rangers.  But even I know that players like to give each other a hard time.

I still liked the movie because it was about second chances and one of the things that I love about baseball is that it’s a game that gives second chances.  There is always another chance to hit the ball.  There’s always another chance to make a game-saving catch.  There’s always another chance to throw a strike.  A player who struggles on one team can become a star on another.  While the rest of the world gave up Ron LeFore, his family believed in him.  The city of Detroit believed in him.  Baseball believed in him.

LeVar Burton isn’t the most convincing baseball player that I’ve ever seen but Ron LeFore’s story still moved me.  After this movie aired, LeFore went on to set franchise records for stealing bases.  After playing a few seasons with the White Sox, he retired from the game in 1983.

Artist Profile: Kirk Wilson (1912 — 1971)


Kirk Wilson is a mystery man.  It is known that he was born in Indiana.  He graduated high school in 1930.  He never attended college and it appears that he may have been as self-taught artist.  He appears to have started his career as an illustrator in the late 1930s and he served in the U.S. Army during World War II.  Kirk Wilson died at the age of 59 in Manhattan.  He left behind a gallery of pulp greatness and is especially remembered for his western covers.

Here’s a sampling of the work of Kirk Wilson:

Song of the Day: Ragged Old Flag by Johnny Cash


“I thank God for all the freedom we have in this country, I cherish them and treasure them – even the right to burn the flag. We also got the right to bear arms and if you burn my flag – I’ll shoot you. But I’ll shoot you with a lot of love, like a good American.”

— Johnny Cash

I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench an old man was sitting there
I said, your old courthouse is kinda run down
He said, naw, it’ll do for our little town
I said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bit
And that’s a ragged old flag you got hanging on it

He said, have a seat, and I sat down
Is this the first time you’ve been to our little town?
I said, I think it is
He said, I don’t like to brag
But we’re kinda proud of that ragged old flag

You see, we got a little hole in that flag there when
Washington took it across the Delaware
And it got powder-burned the night Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it writing say can you see
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packingham and Jackson tuggin’ at its seams

And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the Texas flag, but she waved on though
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg
And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag

On Flanders field in World War one
She got a big hole from a Bertha gun
She turned blood red in World War Two
She hung limp and low a time or two
She was in Korea and Vietnam
She went where she was sent by Uncle Sam

She waved from our ships upon the Briny foam
And now they’ve about quit waving her back here at home
In her own good land here she’s been abused
She’s been burned, dishonored, denied, and refused

And the government for which she stands
Is scandalized throughout the land
And she’s getting threadbare and wearing thin
But she’s in good shape for the shape she’s in
‘Cause she’s been through the fire before
And I believe she can take a whole lot more

So we raise her up every morning
We take her down every night
We don’t let her touch the ground and we fold her up right
On second thought, I do like to brag
‘Cause I’m mighty proud of that ragged old flag

For Memorial Day


(by John Moore)

It can be difficult to know how to observe Memorial Day, especially in these times when people are so divided and there are so many voices out there that are promoting cynicism and apathy.  For me, though, these images sum up what Memorial Day is all about.  It’s not day for celebrating war.  It’s a day for honoring those who lost their lives fighting for this country and it’s a day to hope for peace.  It’s a day to give thanks and to pledge that their sacrifice will not have been in vain.

by Erin Nicole