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To hear Elden Auker's voice, strong and vigorous, is to hear train wheels clicking across the seams of railroad tracks. It's the Tiger Special en route from Detroit to Chicago and St. Louis, to Boston and New York. It's Mickey Cochrane, Schoolboy Rowe, Charlie Gehringer, Goose Goslin, Hank Greenberg. It's Elden Auker walking from the players' sleeping car to the dining car at any hour of a long clickety-clack night and hearing a porter say, "Yes, sir, Mr. Auker, what will you have?" It's Auker saying, "A bowl of Grape-Nuts with a scoop of chocolate ice cream on it, please."
To hear Auker today, 90 years old, is to walk with him from the Yankee Stadium bullpen. He's a rookie. It's 1933. He sees waiting the only big-league player he'd ever heard of while growing up in Kansas. He sees Babe Ruth, not...
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