Edward Tivnan: The return of a Worcester native (to check out Polar Park)
Edward Tivnan: The return of a Worcester native (to check out Polar Park) Edward Tivnan It was 1950, and I was a 5-year old playing catch with my father in Vernon Hill Park, a short walk from our apartment in a Windham Street three-decker. A young guy greeted my dad who advised me to “shake the hand of a minor league ballplayer.” I don’t remember his name or team, but I’ve never forgotten that he promised to bring me a team cap – and never delivered. I’m here to report that I finally received my minor league cap – from the Worcester Red Sox. This is a miracle, not just because ...