I DON'T THINK I UNDERSTAND

The arrow in the picture points to former player and manager Harvey Kuehn's wooden leg, complete with sock, stirrup and cleat. The leg hangs above a bar in Milwaukee. There seems to be some currency stuck on the cleat, but only speculation on my part could tell why.

Evidently the prosthesis is authentic, but who could know? For the macabre sake of the bar owner, I hope he got the real McCoy. I'd hate to think the gimmick to attract customers was a ruse.

In a way, weird, I admit, it reminds me of the newest section of the St. Louis Zoo. I think it's called River Walk, although that's the name of a golf course we play in San Diego and I've golfed there since I last took the grands to the zoo. But to the similarities, stretched as they may be.

We've been to several zoos in the country and in foreign lands and the St. Lou Zoo is near the top of all we have visited. But their expansion designed to draw even more children is a colossal rip-off. It's phony with fake animal sounds. Oh sure there are some good parts, the albino gorilla is worth the trek, but woofers and sub-woofers that are supposed to enhance the walk fail miserably. Even intelligent 7- year olds can see the absurdity.

So I want reality. In my zoos and in my sports memorabilia. If Harv's right gam is a sham, then well, damn!