From Whitey Herzog's 1999 You're Missin' a Great Game:
Money's altered my life and my family's. Mary Lou and I lived in a trailer for five years, driving it from one baseball stop to the next and hauling our kids with us. I never made more than $18,000 a year as a player, which was what the Detroit Tigers paid me in 1963, my last season on the field. I was fine that way; I enjoyed that mobile home damn near as much as the nice brick house and pool we've got in St. Louis today. As long as I've got my rods and lures, a car to get around in, and maybe a satellite dish to pull down those late games from the coast, I'm one hell of a happy rat.
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