It had been more than three years since David Hogan let life itself slip through his hands.
“People tell you that it’s bound to get better, but that never really happens. So you do the best you can and hope like hell that you can get through the night.”
“The thing that I don’t get is that I’ve got really good hands. I played big league ball for eight seasons and made the kind of plays most people only dream of. I replay it over and over in my head–a hundred times a day–but that don’t matter much now.”
“I should have never put my boy on that counter. I only looked away for a second and then I saw him fall. I thought I had him. I swear to God in heaven I thought I had him.”
David and Annie Hogan buried their only child in Crown Hill Cemetery in Coldwater, Kansas on 5, May 1954. Eli was two.
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