Cattle grazed in the pastures on the hillsides and the cornfields portrayed acres and acres of green stalks. “Nature painted one of her finest portraits in the north Georgia hills, a beautiful scene that Mr. Cobb never forgot and he always came back to view it no matter how long he stayed away,” said a sports writer of the Atlanta Journal and Constitution.
Clouds had moved in and covered the blue sky and rain had threatened to sour the already saddened occasion.
Finally Ty had reached the Royston city limits and a sign stood along the side of the road that seemed to open its arms, “Welcome To Royston, Home Of Baseball’s Immortal Ty Cobb.” Ty had entered the city for the last time.
Noisy children playing in the yards became quiet. And then a close sense of reverence filled the hearts of those present as the procession slowly passed the Cobb Memorial Hospital that Ty had built twelve years earlier. Suddenly the doors and windows of the neatly structured building were crowded with doctors, nurses and patients standing to pay tribute to their most famous friend.





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