I like to imagine he'll be somewhere not dreamt of in my philosophy tomorrow night, watching the home opener with Bob and Kirby.

RIP, Herb.

This saddens me...he will be sorely missed. I hope he's in a better place.

For us who had the pleasure of growing up listening to Mr. Carneal call the games, we know that he was true gentleman in every respect. Summer will never be the same.

Click my name or go to this URL for a few Herb Carneal highlights:

http://www.pavekmuseum.org/carneal_montage.mp3

Flights of angels, Herb Carneal.

Herb,

Godspeed. Your voice will be sadly missed by this Twins fan.

Wow - We knew it was coming but it's hard to take. I've been in Minnesota listening to Herb since 1973. He will be missed. Especially when we have to hear John Gordon every game...

RIP Herb,
We will miss you very much. You and John formed one of the best broadcast teams ever. 46 years was not enough. Be at peace Herb.
Mournfully,
twin-X

I like Kurtis' idea. Bob, Kirby and Herb hanging out somewhere tomorrow night cheerin' on the boys.
RIP Mr. Carneal.

I'm sorry for not being able to put it more poetically...but this sucks.

I like what Kurtis said though. He has the best view in the house. And the team can't win'em all for him, but let's hope they can go out there and win enough so that our season will go just a little longer in the Fall.

I remember Herb the first time he did a Twins game in 1962. It feels like part of my childhood has died. I could not even watch a game without him. When I went to see the Twins in Bloomington at the old met, I would bring my transistor radio. Some how the game was not the same unless Herb was there. His "Hi everybody" and "So long everybody" were like bookends to a conversation with a relative who told stories about your family that you never heard before. Well the Twins have always been my family. And with Herbs passing it will never be the same. " Going, Going Gone, a Homerun". Thanks Herb.

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What a woeful day -for many reasons.
Rest in Peace Herb -I'm going to miss your voice on the radio - ballgames just wont be the same anymore.

dios bendice

Much love
Wonder Woman

A good montage can be found here:
http://www.pavekmuseum.org/carneal.htm

R.I.P. Herb! May every Twins game be a win in heaven (and earth!).

First, it was the stadium voice of the team passing away. Now, the radio voice has left us. If we lose [a far too young] Dick in the next year or two, I'm going to be devastated.

I agree, Lynnie. To go the day before the Twins Opener...gives him time to catch up with Bob and Kirby, find some snacks, and get some good seats to watch. Though I wish we had him back with us. I wish they were ALL with us.

Thanks Herb, we'll keep you with us this season and all the seasons to follow.

In article by Dave Campbell and on ESPN site, this is a stanza written by Garrison Keillor for Prairie Home Companion. Sure summarizes my feelings:

"Just give me two pillows and a bottle of beer. And the Twins game on radio next to my ear. Some hark to the sound of the loon or the teal. But I love the voice of Herb Carneal."

I'm only 35, but to me John Gordon is still "the new guy", with Dan Gladden taking the role of "filler dude".

My earliest memories of baseball, the Twins, and my grandpa involve a transistor radio, CCO and Herb Carneal. After supper was over and the kitchen cleaned, grandpa would turn on the radio, fiddle with the dial until 830 was as clear as it would get, pull out a deck of cards, then relax by listening to Herb call the game while playing solitaire.

Grandpa has been gone for nearly 25 years now, but I've been remembering him by playing solitaire and listening to the Twins for several years. Now with Herb gone, its like a little piece of grandpa is gone, too.

Grampa went blind from glaucoma when I was around five years old, and we would sit together and "watch" the games as Herb would call them for us. He made us see them, in all their glory, and sometimes that glory wasn't all that glorious, back in the not-so-great 70s and 80s.

For me, it's almost as if my last link to my grandfather is now gone, some 16 years later.

I never knew you, Herb. But you meant the world to a young man and his grandfather.

Here's how I learned Twins baseball: Doing the paper route for the old evening Star, listening to Herb and his rotating group of partners (Halsey Hall, Merle Harmon, Joe Angel, et al) call day games at the Met.

I've heard a couple kids complain about the innings he's called in the last couple years - and certainly the voice wasn't the same. But I'm pleased and proud that so many of us got a chance to grow up listening to a HOF'er - someone up there with Ernie Harwell, Harry Caray and the rest.

Herb - thanks for teaching me the game.

Some of the best quality time I've had with my still
living - Thank God - Grandma was listening to Twins games in the '80's.

It just won't seem like a REAL Twins game since Mr. Carneal won't call them, anymore. :(

RIP Herb - a terrific broadcaster- he always understood that the game was the main attraction, not the play by play guy- and I believe he was one of the first to grasp the importance of (and keep) pitch counts. There were a bunch of guys who were more famous than Herb, but not many were better. He was a good after dinner speaker too- in the non-dirty sense of the phrase- he used to speak at the Cretin Almni banquet from time to time. A sad day, even here in far away New England.

Herb replaced Bob Wolfe in '62, and he, Ray Scott, and Halsey Hall will always remain the standard - along with Vin Scully - by which I'll judge baseball radio broadcasts. Knowledgeable of the game as anyone, he was the first person in my recollection to monitor pitch counts long before it became fashionable. Still, as someone mentioned above, he understood that the game was the attraction, not the play-by-play guy.

So Herb, once again take a seat alongside Ray and Halsey, and I'll be imagining your call tomorrow night at the opener. And even though it'll only be in my head, every Twins game the rest of my life will begin with "Hello everybody", and end with "So long, everybody". RIP, and with the knowledge that you were an important part of generations of Minnesota baseball fans!

It's interesting that he died just days before his first broadcast season on a network other than WCCO.

I learned to love baseball listening to the Twins on the radio while sitting with my Grandpa in his popcorn stand in Faribault, Minnesota.

Herb would talk. I would listen. I'd ask Grandpa questions. He'd answer and I'd listen some more to both of them.

For the rest of my life, I will never be able to listen to the Twins on radio without hearing Herb Carneal.

He was like an uncle and friend to every Twins fan.

Rest in peace Herb. You'll be sorely missed.

I don't know what to say. RIP, Herb. Your voice shaped this man's imagination as a young boy. You will be missed.

This is so sad for me - Herb was the only part of radio broadcasts that I really liked!

I can't say I've listened to Herb as long as everyone else, but I can say I am saddened by his passing. It's always tragic to lose someone who is such a large part of the Twins organization. He was as much a part of the Twins as Kirby, in my book.

RIP, Herb. Say hi to Kirby for me.

Out-of state listener. Dad's been in the military so I can't really relate as much as everyone else here has, but I've still got a touching story.

It was after a game in 1998 where the Yankees had crushed our poor Twins 4-3. Knoblauch was still getting boo's from the Twins faithful, for his display of un-faithfulness. Anyway, one of my cousins had spotted him standing around waiting for his car, or perhaps a cab? Anyway, it was similar to the 'Moonlight Graham' scene from 'Field of Dreams'. We all went up to him and he signed all of our stuff, which for the four of us, amounted to four baseballs. But still. That baseball along with some other's(*) on it, sits atop my favorite of my collection.

(*)Radke, Blyleven, Puckett, Mays, Mauer, Morneau, Dougie, and a few others I can't think of at this moment.

Herb and the Twins go together like peanutbutter and jelly. They're just meant to be together.

Herb was a class act -- and although he wanted the Twins to do well, he was not a "homer" and appreciated the play of other teams.

On the lighter side, I remember his TV ads for Schmidt Beer. Herb would extoll the virtues of the Brew that Grew with the Great Northwest in front of cases and cases of the stuff.

This is really sad. I remember summers with my Dad working outside on the car, the boat or lawn and the radio was always tuned to WCCO with Herb Carneal calling the shots. RIP and thanks for the memories.