When I was a mere lad some 60 years prior, "The Red-Headed Outfield" was included in a Cub Scout magazine called Boys' Life, to which I subscribed. Red Gilbat (batty), Reddy Clammer (clamors for attention), and the Willie Mays-esque Reddie Ray (a ray of light) captured my young imagination. In subsequent years I have searched for "The Red-Headed Outfield," even combing the books for sale at the Zane Grey museum in eastern Ohio, but only found it in rare books selling for upwards of $50. What a surprise when my daughter presented me with this classic on my 70th birthday. I dove into it, and yes, Red was still goofy, Reddy still a hot dog, and Reddie the epitome of class, grace, competitiveness, and athletic perfection. The other stories in the book are amusing (in an anachronistic sense), but you go to a steak house for the steak, not the potatoes. Feast on the title story, and imagine yourself covering the entire outfield, then winning the game with an inside the park grand slam. Now if my daughter could locate an authentic Reddie Ray jersey....