The line was three people deep outside the Cashman Field box office, and two were typically intelligent Dodgers fans from Oxnard, Calif., searching for a way to make their money last longer than a few hands at the tables. The other person was my Review-Journal colleague, Ron Kantowski.
When he took his final breath at 4 a.m. on June 13, Malachi Briggs was 7 years old and no longer able to fight the cancer that had ravaged his body. He was at home in Las Vegas, in hospice care, his tumors inoperable and his loving spirit preparing to pass to a peaceful place without pain and catheters.
