I do not think I am suffering from the myopia of being the son of a former Yankees employee and grandson of a 161th St., South Bronx native when I say I was shocked to learn a co-worker was completely unfamiliar with Yogi Berra. I find it hard to believe that an American, one from the east coast even, could get through life this long (she is almost exactly two years younger than I) and not know about Yogi, even though she has no interest in sports. I thought Yogi was shared cultural capital in this country.
