The child and the man in the mirror

Daniel F. Harrington

Daniel F Harrington ([email protected]), a monthly contributor, lives in Warwick.

The best hitter in Major League Baseball history would often stand in front of the mirror before every game practicing his massive swing and repeating over and over, “My name is Ted Williams and I’m the greatest hitter in baseball!” When you think of Lee in his curious childhood, the assertion made sense.

Theodore S. Williams in San Diego in February of 1918. His mother, an attractive Mexican woman named May Vinzor, was an infantryman in the Salvation Army and was busy spreading the gospel and raising money for the poor. But the “Tijuana Angel,” as she was known, did so at the expense and neglect of Ted and his younger brother.

Ted’s father, Sam Williams, an occasional American Field Marshal, soon grew tired of his wife’s redemptive ways and abandoned the family. With the help of benevolent neighbors, a lonely Ted would find sanctuary in the San Diego stadiums, and success came immediately.