|Bernie Stowe sitting Reds team pic 50's|
Little did he know that his decision would create a lifelong career that would introduce three generations to the inner workings of the Reds' clubhouse.
Ralph asked the Reds if young Bernard Stowe, all of 16, if he could take his place in the Red's clubhouse. The Reds accepted and Bernie Stowe stayed the rest of his life.
|Bernie and Sons Rick left Mark right|
Bernie, who suffered from a gradual loss of memory, the last few years, will be laid to rest on Monday after services at Holy Family Church on 3006 W 8th Street at 9:30 Monday February 15th. Visitation will be held at Bernie's beloved Elder High School on Sunday February 14th from 3:00 pm - 7:00 pm.
I first met Bernie when he kicked me out of the Reds' dugout at Crosley Field when I was eight years old. The Reds' clubhouse was actually in the parking lot behind the stands at Crosley Field. Players had to walk through the fans to get to the dugout. During games there was a security guard, Howard, who kept people from walking into the dugout rather than the portal to the stands that was a few feet away. One day I lost my parents on the way back from the concession stand and while "old Howard" was distracted as I walked past his chair into the Reds dugout. Bernie was in the dugout attending to the Reds' game equipment. He had a catcher's mask belonging to Johnny Edwards in his hand. The players were all on the field for pregame workouts. Berinie told me that I was not allowed there but before he escorted me out, he let me put the over sized catcher's mask on.
I met him several times through my father, who was the bartender at Wiggins Tavern (Westin Hotel) on Fifth and Vine. Reds' clubhouse directors Chesty Evans and Harry Faye would frequent the place with Bernie.
Since I started covering the Reds in 1992, Bernie and I had many conversation about baseball, Elder vs Colerain football and many other subjects. He invited me, a Colerain foreigner, to Elder;s Dad's Club. I met Ralph Tate and his buddies there and had such a great time with them watching films of Elder's games from the previous Friday.
Bernie could tell a joke and turn a phrase as well as anyone.
One day while standing in the clubhouse waiting to talk to a player. Bernie came up to me and asked, "Schatzy did you hear about the fire in the whore house? Some come a runnin and some run a comin."
The Reds named the Clubhouse at Great American Ball Park in his honor. Rest well my friend. You will be missed.