Vin Scully lives on through his voice and our memories

The phone rang two days before Christmas, a Los Angeles area code, and the unmistakable voice on the other end said from some sun-kissed aerie in Pacific Palisades: “Steve, this is Vin Scully.”

“Of course this is,” I replied. “Who else could this possibly be?”

“Well, I always introduce myself,” said Scully, “because I never know who knows me.”

Everyone in Southern California knew Scully, who died on Tuesday at age 94. And still he introduced himself every night on dodgers broadcasts, the team whose games he called for 67 years, in what became a kind of papal benediction: “Hi, everybody, and a very pleasant good evening to you wherever you may be. It’s time for Dodger baseball.”

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