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My Baby...My Labor of Love
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Harry Chiti was only a journeyman catcher. His statistics were unremarkable. He was big, slow and a .240 hitter. But I loved him!
He was my neighbor in Independence Mo. We both lived on North Hocker.
One day in 1959 Harry got the word out to the neighborhood kids that he was giving