Source: AP (via Yahoo)
Power had one of my favorite write-ups in The New Historical Baseball Abstract, where Bill James ranked him 81st at first base.
One odd thing about Power is that his power zone was right between his eyes; if you threw at his head (which a lot of people did) he was liable to line the knock down pitch into the left field bleachers.
He hit .300 several times in the majors (.288 or better six seasons as a regular), hit 14-19 homers a year, led the league in triples one year, won seven Gold Gloves at first base, and would have won two or three more before that, but they didn't start giving the award until the middle of his career.
Power was an emotional player, great sense of humor, always laughing, joking, cutting up, playing practical jokes, but he was also a sensitive man with a hair-trigger temper. He would get "hurt angry" rather than "fighting angry," not that he didn't get into his share of fights, but sometimes he would take things the wrong way. Bigots just couldn't stand him. In the vernacular of the 1950s, Power was one of "them" who "didn't know his place." He was a showboat, and he was an uppity n-word who dated white girls.
After his playing career, Power was active in youth sports programs in San Pedro de Macoris. He is one of the key reasons - perhaps the key reason - why this village became the world's richest source of baseball talent.
My favorite Vic Power story... Vic Power in a restaurant in Syracuse, 1951. An embarrassed waiter shuffles up to him and explains, "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't serve colored people."
"That's OK," says Power. "I don't eat colored people."