He was wearing his faded yellow shorts, the ones he wore every day for his run around the track, the jog his assistants jokingly called his Babe Ruth home run trot.
Skip Prosser's shirt was torn from the paramedics' frantic efforts to revive him, and his face, that's the part Pat Kelsey can't forget.
Prosser's face was blue the last time Kelsey saw it.
"It sounds so awful, so morbid, but I can't forget it,'' Kelsey said. "I see it in my sleep.''
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