A Personal Message from John Golomb About Baseball Gloves

What is it about playing ball that’s so fundamental to our lives?

Maybe it’s the rhythm of the ball, the apology for a bad throw, the forgiveness for a hole in the mitt, the speed and accuracy of a hard smack, the thrill of a homerun…the constant drama of achievement and failure—the cheer of the game catch or a pillow filled with tears after losing the game for your team. Perhaps it’s simply spending time with a child or the child in all of us. Or, maybe it’s a bit of all these things….It is the legacy of our years growing up as Americans. And it’s also the legacy of American heroes. There is something uniquely American about the game and the team spirit it invokes. There are countless stories, slices of life about playing ball. Some are our own stories and some are about legendary players. So many of our stories connect back to our glove.

No other sporting goods equipment has the same sentimental and personal value as a baseball glove. It’s why you held onto your old glove. It just feels right. It’s the glove you made that great catch with. The glove you used to toss a ball with to your dad in the backyard. Or, maybe it’s the glove that your grandfather played sandlot ball with in his old neighborhood—the glove that was passed down to you.

How many of us still have our first glove? Even though we may have replaced it with a newer one, that old mitt is probably still tucked away in a closet or sitting on a shelf. That glove somehow embodies your legacy--a reminder of your past. Embedded in that worn piece of leather is every great catch, every grounder that skipped between your legs, and memories of the teammates you shared the wins with and the losses. Maybe it’s a reminder of the time you made that legendary catch and you were a hero for a day. Your glove went everywhere with you—to the dinner table and to bed each night. It was a physical extension of your body--eternally connected.

For a parent, the most vivid memory may be the first time you showed your son or daughter how to catch and your child actually caught it. F it’s the way you felt about your mom or dad taking the time and having the patience to coach and encourage you when you were ready to quit.

I remember moments when my family’s gloves made history on the hands of the sporting greats as well as memories (or tales) of my family hanging out with guys named Babe, Lou, Yogi and Mickey. My Pastime Preservation gloves are still making legends today. But this legendary stuff is no more important than a game of catch in some backyard somewhere in America. Growing up, I was surrounded by sports legends, but the thing I wanted most was for my dad to have a catch with me…a sentiment I know I share with a lot of kids.

So…Get out your old mitt! Slip your hand into it and bring back all those memories. Maybe it’s in great shape or maybe it’s time to restore it and in turn to restore yourself to youth! Or, maybe you want to revive those memories by getting an authentic world-class Made in America glove custom made the way it should be, with time honored craftsmanship.

Your baseball glove is your American legacy.

Sincerely,

JOHN GOLOMB

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