I will miss Herb Carneal’s voice as the announcer of the Minnesota Twins. He passed away yesterday at 83. I have fond memories of a sunny fall day in Saint Paul as a kid, listening to the 1987 World Series on the radio, his voice echoing the game as I sat at my mother’s sewing desk assembling a collection of leaves & tree descriptions for a Boy Scout project. I can see the whole thing perfectly, feel the warm sun and light breeze through the windows, smell the leaves and the Elmer’s Glue, hear his voice on the radio.
I love autumn more than any other season, and Twins baseball was a big reason why. I hope wherever you are, Mr. Carneal, the baseball is as good.
