Louis R. Bruce (1877–1968) was an American Major League Baseball outfielder. He played for the Philadelphia Athletics during the 1904 season.
The son of a Mohawk chief from the St. Regis Mohawk Reservation in upstate New York, he attended Central High School in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where he excelled as a student while playing baseball. Discovered by Ed Barrow, he played for the minor league Toronto Maple Leafs from 1900 to 1903, where he was a two-way player, pitching and playing the outfield and finding success in both roles. He also attended the University of Pennsylvania Dental School during those days, and after retiring as a player, earned a degree in theology from Syracuse University.
He was one of the first Native Americans to reach the major leagues, following Chief Sockalexis, Bill Phyle, his teammate Chief Bender and Ed Pinnance.
He was a practicing minister for many years and a promoter of education and citizenship for Native Americans. His son, Louis R. Bruce, was a politician who served as Commissioner of Indian Affairs.
Lou Bruce (born c. 1935) is a retired professional Canadian football end who played for the Ottawa Rough Riders for five seasons. He was drafted first overall in the 1956 CFL Draft by the Rough Riders. He was named an Eastern All-Star at the defensive end position for the 1960 season, the same year he won his first and only Grey Cup championship. He played football previously at Queen's University.
People say she's only in my head
It's gonna take time but I'll forget
They say I need to get on with my life
But they don't realize
'Cause when you're dialing 6 numbers just to hang up the phone
Driving cross town just to see if she's home
Waking a friend in the dead of the night
Just to hear him say it's gonna be alright
When you're finding things to do not to fall asleep
'Cause you know she'll be there in your dreams
That's when she's more than a memory
Took a match to everything she ever wrote
Watched her words go up in smoke
Tore all her pictures off the wall
That ain't helping me at all
'Cause when you're talking out loud but nobody's there
You look like hell and you just don't care
Drinking more than you ever drank
Sinking down lower than you ever sank
When you find yourself falling down upon your knees
Praying to God, begging Him please
That's when she's more than a memory
She's more, she's more
'Cause when you're dialing her number just to hang up the phone
Driving cross town just to see if she's home
Waking a friend in the dead of the night
Just to hear him say it's gonna be alright
When you're finding things to do not to fall asleep
'Cause you know she's waiting in your dreams
That's when she's more than a memory
People say she's only in my head
It's gonna take time but I'll forget