From my archives, a photo of the tomb of one of America’s most renowned baseball players, Ty Cobb (1886-1961), taken at Rose Hill Cemetery in the little town of Royston, Georgia.
And under a nearby tree, the headstone of my great grandmother, Lillie Westmoreland Dorough. Growing up in Royston, she knew Ty Cobb and often spoke of playing “sand lot” baseball with him when they were young. I knew her well. When she died she was just shy of 112 years old and at that time was one of the oldest people in the world.
My great grandfather T. Glenn Dorough, also buried nearby, was one of the prosecuting attorneys when Ty Cobb’s mother was tried for the murder of her husband. Mrs. Cobb was found not guilty, as she successfully convinced the jury that she thought her husband was an intruder when she shot him late one rainy night.