What can I say.
My family has been so lucky and blessed through the years with all of our baseball experiences. We must have thousands of memories.
I was not about to pass up this next event for the potential of yet one more Cleveland Indian Memory.
Yesterday at work I found out that Sandy Alomar, Jr. was going to be taping something in studio. I made sure it was ok to come in and sit in studio during the interview. Everyone said no problem.
I have been meaning to mail Sandy a note, a few articles I have written on him, and a copy of Mom's Christmas letter.
I figured why mail it when I could give it to him in person.
And that I did.
Now the last time we all saw each other was years ago and I'm sure he did not remember me with all the people he meets...but I brought up a few stories to depict the history we've had together.
My oldest niece was/is his biggest fan. He called her a few times during his stint with the Indians....and I jogged his memory at how he mocked me when he saw me wearing a Herbert Perry t-shirt.
Good times!
I watched the taping with Matt Underwood, which was tremendous, and then approached him after the show.
Again, something I don't feel comfortable doing but it was like Mom was channelling through me and everything she would have said to him came out through me.
I first said hello to Matt, who I had worked with many many years ago. That sort of broke the ice hopefully showing Sandy that I was not really a crazy person (though I am!!).
Then I told him I had been meaning to mail some items to him and was thankful for the opportunity to give them to him in person.
I don't know if he read them. I may never know. But I certainly hope he took the time to read my articles which praised and honored him and depicted how endeared the city of Cleveland is to he and his family.....I also hope he read our annual Christmas letter. I tried to instill on him that he and the team have a heavy-hitting Guardian Angel in Heaven and they better call on her when they need her!
My family has been so lucky and blessed through the years with all of our baseball experiences. We must have thousands of memories.
I was not about to pass up this next event for the potential of yet one more Cleveland Indian Memory.
Yesterday at work I found out that Sandy Alomar, Jr. was going to be taping something in studio. I made sure it was ok to come in and sit in studio during the interview. Everyone said no problem.
I have been meaning to mail Sandy a note, a few articles I have written on him, and a copy of Mom's Christmas letter.
I figured why mail it when I could give it to him in person.
And that I did.
Now the last time we all saw each other was years ago and I'm sure he did not remember me with all the people he meets...but I brought up a few stories to depict the history we've had together.
My oldest niece was/is his biggest fan. He called her a few times during his stint with the Indians....and I jogged his memory at how he mocked me when he saw me wearing a Herbert Perry t-shirt.
Good times!
I watched the taping with Matt Underwood, which was tremendous, and then approached him after the show.
Again, something I don't feel comfortable doing but it was like Mom was channelling through me and everything she would have said to him came out through me.
I first said hello to Matt, who I had worked with many many years ago. That sort of broke the ice hopefully showing Sandy that I was not really a crazy person (though I am!!).
Then I told him I had been meaning to mail some items to him and was thankful for the opportunity to give them to him in person.
I don't know if he read them. I may never know. But I certainly hope he took the time to read my articles which praised and honored him and depicted how endeared the city of Cleveland is to he and his family.....I also hope he read our annual Christmas letter. I tried to instill on him that he and the team have a heavy-hitting Guardian Angel in Heaven and they better call on her when they need her!
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