George Cline is a legend. The long-time Williamsport resident is 96 years young. My man still looks great, and he is full of spunk. George was one of the originals. He played Little League baseball back in 1939. The very first. I caught up with George this week. We were outside of Leighton Place overlooking the valley for our Q and A. It was a grand experience.

“We had four teams back then,” George explained with a smile. “I was the smallest guy in the League. We played on a vacant lot on Memorial Ave. I was in the outfield. I was 4 feet something and only 62 lbs. I wasn’t much of a player. They needed a few extra bodies to make 9. The pitcher hit me more times than I hit the ball with my bat that year. I’m not kidding. Here. Take a look at these photos. I am in that museum. But they spelled my name wrong. It’s CLINE with a C. Not a K.”

George played the first few seasons of Little League, then he decided to hang it up. He also loved football. But his career was short-lived. George broke his leg when he was young. He spent most of his time on the family farm when he was a kid.

George graduated from Williamsport High. He then served in the military.

Cline is well traveled.

He worked for the Pennsylvania Railroad in the early 50s.

He would walk 18 miles a day with a wrench in one hand and a few bolts in the other. George finished his time with Alcan Cable. He retired in 1990. That is incredible.

“I had no idea our neighborhood thing would turn out to what it is today,” George continued. “I don’t really watch it. Nor do I go to the games. I really don’t remember much from those early days. We raised hell mostly. We were bad kids. But it was a different era. I could swim across the Susquehanna River when I was 10. We would do a lot of dumb things. My friends and I would skip the icebergs in the winter. That all stopped when Pete fell in. We would wait for a bus around the old Arch Street Bridge. Grab on to his back bumper, and he would pull us on our cheap metal sleds. I don’t know how I am still sitting here.”

George Cline and his bride raised three lovely daughters. He has several grands and even more great grandkids. They are located all over the states.

His daily dose of oatmeal and REAL HONEY keeps him fit. George only drinks two cups of coffee and lots of Blueberry juice.
A true Casanova. He is the life of the party at Leighton. George still likes to dance, and he loves to gamble.

Cline is still a savvy vet. Wise beyond his years.

George is quite the character. His stories were grand. I loved hearing his perspectives. I will be back.

Kudos to Little League Baseball for another great tournament.

Special thanks to George Cline for the laughs. One of the originals. 96 years young.

You can’t make this up. Cheers.