A few years ago I tried to get this news to a few journalists at major outlets in the U.S.. They were interested in the story - their editors weren't
(the way of the world).
In the 1960s the archives of American baseball's American League were kindly and wonderfully mutilated by the team of the former president of the
American League, Will Harridge, and his secretary, Mary. Mary would get requests in from the dozen or so baseball autograph collectors who knew of
this private project (and most of the collectors would use various names, addresses of relatives, shady low-down lies like "I'm the president of my
high school autograph club..." etc.) who would send in lists of autographs they would like. She'd go into the American League archives, find letters
and other documents which matched the requests, cut off the signatures, and send them in the self-addressed envelopes provided.
Will Harridge had been president of the A.L. from 1931 to 1958, and was then put out to pasture. But he got to keep the cramped A.L. office in Chicago
that the league had been situated in since maybe its formation in 1901, and the new A.L. president - Joe Cronin - got the new and larger office in New
York. Will Harridge was left with the honorary title of Chairman of the A.L., but he was also left with.....the file cabinets containing the American
League archives.
Snip snip. Mary would cut and send the autographs of hundreds of players and baseball executives. Just a few of the many treasures which went into the
mail on a daily basis: Ban Johnson, Eddie Collins, K.M. Landis, Charles Comiskey, Connie Mack, Ed Barrow, Lou Gehrig, Al Simmons, all of the other
club owners and umpires, players galore, and even such exotics as Grace Coolidge.
I learned this from someone I could trust like my own mother (either from my mother. or my father, myself, my uncle, my parents' friend, or in a dream
- well, no, not in a dream). They no longer have many of the autographs, having gotten rid of them decades ago (sigh). And knowing about this, and
having an interest in history, I really hope that Harridge and Mary kept the rest of the documents and letters in the files, and that they still exist
- sans signatures - in the A.L. archives somewhere.
This historic news was broken, as far as I know, on a satire website I write on, uncyclopedia, when no one else would report on the story. In my
tribute article on Will Harridge I mixed real information with some funny and incorrect information (Tesla inventing the film industry, which he may
have done for all I know). I'll link that article here (not for clicks, the site doesn't "keep score" of visitors), but please only read this one
page, as the site itself contains t*c violations (mods have told me that it's fine to link pages from there which don't contain these violations).
This thread and that story are, as far as I know, the only two pages which mention this series of events...the loving actions of a very kind man and
his very nice secretary:
uncyclopedia.wikia.com...
(back in a few seconds with a clip, pun intended)
About twelve collectors knew about this backdoor route to looting the American League. They'd write a letter which looked like a grocery list,
listing names of players and owners whose autographs they wanted: [[wikipedia:Lou Gehrig|Lou Gehrig]], Ban Johnson, [[wikipedia:Charles
Comiskey|Charles Comiskey]], [[wikipedia:Eddie Collins|Eddie Collins]], [[wikipedia:Kenesaw Mountain Landis|Commissioner Kenesaw Mountain Landis]]
(his signature almost a straight line, predating the athletes of today who scribble and loop their indecipherable names), [[wikipedia:Ed Barrow|Ed
Barrow]], and scores of other stars and executives - almost all of whom were in the Hall of Fame.
The lists kept coming in, and Mary would sit at her desk, grab the historical documents of the American League, and with a song in her heart and a
smile on her kindly face cut off the signatures with a pair of dime store scissors. With stately Will Harridge sitting at his old-timey desk in his
old-timey suit in his very-old-timey office just a few feet from her, and with Mary snipping and clicking the hours away, the pristine archival
history of the league was sent packing. For the autograph collectors it was the perfect time to be alive.
The great man himself, Will Harridge, in his younger and less gray-haired days:
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