To add to what Art said, I lived in Detroit in the 1950's, and legendary Tigers outfielder Al Kaline had friends who lived down the street. I'd often see Al's pink Cadillac parked in front of the house. Seems to me there should have been a song about Al.

Now that I'm older and more suspicious about such things, I wonder if it could have been a girlfriend who lived down the street. No, it was probably a nice, older couple he went to church with on Sundays...

I thought alkaline batteries blew up when you put them in a charger. I think I prefer baseball.

-Joe Offer, enjoying spring weather in California-