Buddy and my Dad |
Off I went to COMC and was able to snag a mess of them for about a dollar each. I called him to see if he wanted me to purchase them. He was tickled about it. I ordered them during their Black Friday sale for the free shipping. They arrived in mid December.
My daughter, Caroline, and I delivered them to him.
He told her some corny jokes and they laughed a lot. He's got a booming voice that scared her a bit. She got over it quickly and now they're friends. I asked Buddy if he had any memorabilia from his time in baseball. He pulled out a few boxes of signed balls and started to tell some stories.
Look at those signatures. This, from a man who is 81 years old. It is a thing of beauty.
In the coming weeks I'll be headed back to Buddy's house to talk more baseball and to help him digitize his scrapbook. I'm guessing I'll have more stories to share.