Chicago Daily Tribune, December 6, 1939 – Page 35
(image of Hoy)
WILLIAM (DUMMY) HOY.
Dummy Hoy-Remember? So Did Old Timers
Cincinnati, O., Dec. 5 (AP). –A little old man came slowly thru the smoky mist of the hotel lobby and wrote on a slip of paper, “Do you know where I can find Connie Mack and Clark Griffith?” A quick look around showed neither and the little man wrote again, “I am William Hoy. I used to play with them. They called me Dummy. I haven’t seen Griffith since 1901, when I was on his White Sox.
Telephoning to their rooms produced nothing and even veteran page boys could locate few people in that lobby. Hank Gowdy, coach of the Cincinnati Reds whose memory goes back to George Stallings and the 1914 Braves, came up.
Flashes a Greeting.
“Dummy Hoy! ” he exclaimed. “I’ll find Griffith.”
He did. The Old Fox of Washington came to the cigar stand, took one look, and haltingly greeted “Dummy” with his fingers.
“Dummy Hoy,” he said aloud. “My old leadoff man when we won the pennant in Chicago. One of the great players of baseball. One of the first to play center field short.
“I had to learn the sign language to talk to him then and I can still do it. Let’s see…. This was the hit-and-run sign.”
He spelled it out slowly on his fingers and “Dummy” waved a bat and starte for first.
They Finally Get Mack.
Some one said Connie Mack had gone into the restaurant for lunch.
“We’ll get him out,” Griffith announced. He spelled out “Wait right here.”
Shortly he returned with the great man of Philadelphia. Connie raised his hand, thought a minute, and then gave the sign for the letter “S.”
“Steal.” Griffith translated and Hoy laughed.
The three of them sat down. Hoy, as happy a man as ever found old friends, told them of all that had happened to him.
He lives a retired life in Cincinnati now, but the big baseball meeting brought him something he had wanted for a long, long time.