I told Thad the Lord is good because, think about it, he took Cameron to heaven but he didn't leave you childless. On the very same day, he gave you another son. It wasn't a girl. He gave you another son.

I finally got him inside and sat him down. I told him Cameron was just another flower the Lord wanted to pick and put in his flower bed.

He said the doctors had done all they could. I said, 'What do you mean, all they could?' I just couldn't believe it, couldn't believe he was dead. Our baby was gone.

Today, Negroes play on every big league club and in every minor league. With millions of other Negroes in other walks of life, we are willing to stand up and be counted for what we believe in. In baseball or out, we are no longer willing to wait until Judgment Day for equality - we want it here on earth as well as in Heaven.

My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in June -- and in it are my friends -- every one of them.

Heaven is what I cannot reach!