LETTER: The loss of a legend

Shortly after moving to Los Angeles in 1975, I attended my first baseball game at Dodger Stadium. Of all the wonderful memories of that first game and those that followed, Vin Scully tops the list. Sitting in that iconic sports venue I was always gobsmacked by the auditory and visual image of thousands of Angelenos listening to an impossible number of transistor radios tuned to the velvety voice of Vin Scully as the summer winds carried his eloquent oratory throughout Chavez Ravine.