We have reached the age, those of us to whom fortune has assigned a post in life’s struggle, when, beaten and smashed and biffed by the lashings of the dragon’s tail, we begin to appreciate that the old man was not such a damned fool after all. We saw our parents wrestling with that same dragon, and we thought, though we never spoke the thought aloud, ‘Why don’t he hit him on the head?’ Alas, comrades, we know now. We have hit the dragon on the head and we have seen the dragon smile.
Ernest Lawrence Thayer, tenth anniversary reunion at Harvard, 1895, as quoted in “American Heritage,” (December 1968).
Thayer, born in Lawrence, MA (as was I) in 1863 (as I was not), is remembered for writing “Casey at the Bat.”