Regarding Gary Rosenblatt’s column, “In The Big Inning” (Sept. 27): I remember that day very well. It is etched into my memory now and forever. I was 19 years old and in the Army, stationed with the 3rd Armored Division in Frankfurt (Main) West Germany.
Everyone in my barracks was listening to the radio. I was a Yankee fan, having grown up in the west Bronx, about two miles from Yankee Stadium. When that home run was hit, it was like someone blew up a hand grenade right next to me.