‘Baseball, Nazis & Nedick’s Hot Dogs’ Is a Story of Fathers, Sons, and a Lost America
As the Great Depression drags on and Germany arms for war, one of America’s greatest sportswriters shares his father’s love of the national pastime.
Jerry Izenberg is the closest we can come to a time traveler. He was born in 1930, not only long before iPhones but more than 20 years before direct dialing. In the 92 years since, he’s written thousands of columns and a dozen books, covered 54 Kentucky Derbies, five Triple Crown-winners, and the first 53 Super Bowls.
Yet Mr. Izenberg remains at heart a kid from Newark. His memoir, “Baseball, Nazis & Nedick’s Hot Dogs: Growing up Jewish in the 1930s in Newark,” begins where his amazing life did, he writes, “when Harry Izenberg and Sadye Weiser Izenberg threw back the covers, put their arms around each other, and created me.”
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