| 04 September 2009
When I checked out the Free Press last night, and learned Ernie Harewll has inoperable cancer, it told me two things. One, as much as we'd like to believe it, no person is immortal. Not even Ernie Harwell. Two, no one said life is fair. Even to Ernie Harwell.
If there is one person on this planet who deserves a medical miracle, it's Ernie. There isn't a soul, alive or dead, who had a bad thing to say about the long-time voice of the Detroit Tigers. In fact, you'll hear nothing but gushing praise for Ernie from anyone and everyone who has ever met the man. He's the sort of person we should all strive to be; gracious and kind.
Being a man of a "certain" age, Ernie was the voice of not only the Tigers, but of baseball.
Back in the stone age 70's, when only 50 or so Tigers games were televised a year, every summer Ernie Harwell's radio play-by-play (with partner Paul "Voice of GOD" Carey) was a large part of the summer soundtrack of my looong gone youth. Back when radio was a integral part of our daily lives, Ernie's voice was everywhere you went. Everywhere.
The time is apparently coming, sooner than any of us are willing to admit, when we will no longer able to hear Ernie's dulcet tones, save for recordings and in our memories.
I'm nowhere near ready to to hear Ernie's distinctive voice silenced.
All the best, sir. We're rooting for you.
If you'd like to pass on your thanks and thoughts of goodwill to Ernie, the Freep gives the following address:
Ernie Harwellc/o S. Gary Spicer Sr.
Attorney at Law
16845 Kercheval Ave, Suite 5
Grosse Pointe 48230
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