Kristie Ackert: Baseball, the Bronx and Bernie Williams: My grandmother’s love of the game

NEW YORK — Last September, towards the end of the season, my phone dinged right before the first pitch of a game at Yankee Stadium. It was from my Aunt Kate. She was relaying a message from my grandmother: “Granny isn’t happy with the lineup. She says they should shake it up.” At 94 years old, Granny had not lost her sharp mind or her willingness to express her opinion whether it was about a new hairstyle or especially the Yankees. I will probably miss that about her the most. Elizabeth “Marie” Karsten Marshall, my tough and beloved maternal grandmother, died Monday morning. I will miss our ma…

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