View A Heritage Book – Baseball


Bobby The Ballplayer

For my Dad’s birthday this year I honored him by celebrating his many years of playing baseball. I altered a book about Major League Baseball by adding photos of my Dad playing ball, articles, ticket stubs, and more. The cover has metal embossed letters for it’s title “Bobby The Ballplayer” My Dad is now 79 years old and still playing baseball 3 times a week. I am your number one fan Dad!

If you would like me to make an altered book for one of your family members please email me at


I had my Dad write about all of his baseball stories then added a photo of him at right


I collaged onto this page decals, logos, cards and photos. I even added a shirt with his name and number on it



The Phillies win the 2008 World Series! We grew up outside of Philadelphia and had season tickets to the Phillies games


1930 . . . the year my Dad was born. Check out his photo on the left. Also added postcards of all of the Philadelphia baseball stadiums. One is glued down and the others are in the pocket


The 1940’s . . . my Dad’s high school graduation picture (bottom middle)


The 1950’s . . . my Dad was in the army


Photos are arranged so they look like they were printed on the page. Like his graduation photo from Drexel University (middle)


Us kids were born in the 1960’s (bottom right)


The 1970’s . . . Dad coached my brothers in Little League (middle)


Added a photo and article about my Dad when he was a manager (center)


The 1980’s . . . this altered page includes a photo of my brothers playing on the same team (left), a newspaper article about them (in the pocket) and memorabilia from when the Phillies won the 1980 Worlds Series (bottom right)


There’s my brother John (middle photos) playing short stop just like my Dad


There’s my Dad playing ball in the 1990’s (bottom left) Also featured baseball cards from his grandchildren (top right)


The 2000’s . . . added photos with captions, ticket stubs and a headline about the Phillies winning the World Series


If you would like me to make an altered book for one of your family members please email me at

Here’s what my Dad wrote about his baseball experiences which I incorporated into the opening of the book. Bobby The Ball Player
When I was 6 years old (1936) living in a small row home in South Philadelphia I remember throwing a ball against the steps and making up games. When my mother died I lived with my grandparents a few blocks away. I was 9 years old (1939). My cousin Val lived with us and around the block there was a factory that had a huge wall. We would cut a “pimple” ball in half and play half-ball using the building to get points based on how high the ball went and an out if you missed it, or it was caught. The bat was a broom stick.
Dad re-married and moved us to the suburbs. Much more places to play baseball. Our neighborhood had kids all about the same age. We played pick up games every day on a concrete pavement in the back of our house next to an empty lot. At 12 years old (1942) I searched for an organized team and played hardball till I went to Frankford High School. I made the second team as a freshman (1944) and the varsity as a junior (1946). By then I knew I had found my passion and was a real competitor. Then I went to college at Drexel University in Philadelphia, PA (1948). I made the second team, then the varsity, playing in the outfield, second base and shortstop. At 20 years old (1950) I enlisted in the Air Force.
I took my radar training in Belloxi, Mississippi, but had no time for baseball. The next assignment was San Bernadina, California. I drove myself to Norton Air Force Base. I soon found out that they had a team forming and I volunteered to manage it. We traveled to different bases in California where I honed my skills for 18 months.
After 21 days on the high seas I landed on Okinawa, Japan. I had a very good job as a Morning Report Clerk working for the officers in a Communications Squadron. Kadena Air Force Base was huge with many facilities and baseball fields. After I made the team we were allowed to practice nearly every day. I soon found out I was playing with some very good ballplayers. I was very competitive with good speed and a strong arm. I became their “holler” guy at shortstop and probably played at the highest level in my life. The Kadena Tigers were so good that we won our first 10 games. In the 11th game I preserved this streak by getting leveled by the center fielder. It was going to be a Texas league single when we collided. I woke up in the ambulance, stunned but not seriously hurt. I was the hero because we were losing 9-1 in the third inning when the rains came and the game was canceled.
We went on to win 13 games in a row and went to 15-2 for the Group Champs of the whole Air Force base. The next challenge was the teams on Okinawa – the Army, Navy and Marines. I made the All-Star team that won three straight games that entitled us to represent Okinawa in the Far East Tournament in Tachikawa, Japan on August 27, 1954. We played against Air Force teams from the Philippines, Guam, Korea and Japan. In front of 3,000 people we made it to the finals, losing to Johnson Air Force base, a Japan base, 7-2. What a season, what a thrill. Now I was ready to go home, I returned to the United States in January of 1955.
I worked for Rohm & Haas Company in center city Philadelphia. They had a softball team. For years I played for them until the boys came along. Then I became a teacher. It started with wiffle ball, and it didn’t take too long before my boys were hitting it on the roof. At 8 years old, first Ron and then John, started play in the Little League. For 10 years I managed. Ron was the best catcher in the league and always made the All-Star team because he was a great pull hitter. When he discovered girls and cars his interests changed. John was my five “tool player”. Hit, run, throw, catch and totally into the game. I taught him to hit left-handed and a single usually turned into a double or more because he ran with reckless abandonment. He also always made the All-Star teams and I followed him into American League Baseball. John continued to play baseball into his thirties. We both played short-stop and I saw myself out there. I was so proud that my kids were such good athletes, including my daughter, Suzanne, who not only was an excellent student but was a dedicated gymnast who won a full scholarship to the University of Maryland.
My move to Florida in 1991 was tough, but I knew the weather was conducive to playing alot of softball. I quickly located a league and played as often as possible while still working. We played pick up games because only 20 to 30 guys 55 and over were available in those days. Between West Palm Beach and Boca Raton there were several teams in other communities that challenged us. Being a good shortstop I was in demand and got invited to play on All-Star teams that traveled to national tournaments. Many were in Florida, but I also played in Detroit, Phoenix and Texas.
Over the years I managed many teams and won my share of league titles. Our league has grown to over 200 players. We play on beautiful county fields and are well organized. In 2006 I won the great honor of being selected the second player in the Hall of Fame. I am writing this at the ripe old age of 78, and with God’s blessing I hope to play for a few more years. What a lucky guy!                                                                                 Bob Adams

I presented my Dad this book on his 79th birthday, February 1, 2009.

One Response to “View A Heritage Book – Baseball”

  1. Hi Suzanne,

    I was happy to see you recieved my e-mail, I was thinking could we make a family album of the Fedale’s with all the pictures of our family, let me know, what you did with your Father’s baseball pictures is so NICE!! You do great work!

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