A few weeks ago I was at church when someone who knew I was from Boston asked if I was a Red Sox fan. Now I have to admit, that since I now live in Seattle, I'm not as big a fan as I was when I lived in Boston but "Once a red sox fan, ALWAYS a red sox fan". Due to health reasons, I haven't been to a baseball game in a few years. When I did go to a game between the red sox and mariners I'd wear both a red sox and mariner hat. Half the inning the red sox hat, half the mariners hat.
When I was young I was a big sox fan. I used to go on the weekends with my sister Mary or my friend Kathy. We would usually sit in the bleachers behind the bullpen. It used to cost $1 to get in. No ticket....you just handed them a dollar as you went in the gate.
I'd give anything to go back to one of those days!!
I had a big crush on Tony Conigliaro back then. If you're not a red sox fan or you don't know Tony's story, you should google him. His was a life too short with an amazing story.
Things have changed a lot since then. Those $1 seats now cost at least $26 if you can even get a seat. Mary and Tony are gone. I'm 3000 miles away from home. The red sox actually won a World Series.
Not a very good photo of Tony & I. This was taken when I was 15 (1967-before Tony's accident) in the player's parking lot at Fenway Park. After Tony's accident, I received a post card from him thanking me for a gift I sent when he was recovering.
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