Since autograph hunting is very slow right now, I’ve asked Mr. Peabody to use the WABAC machine to review some older graphs I‘ve collected….
When I was a kid, my Dad called me downstairs to watch something
on TV. It wasn’t the Phillies so I wasn't sure why it was on. Who watched the
Braves back then? He said something important was about to happen. I sat on the bottom step and watched the living
room TV. Then I saw Hank Aaron hit his 715th home run. Dad was right, something
important did happen.
24 years later, I attended the ‘97 National. I picked up a bunch a signatures. Hank Aaron
was the last one I got from that long weekend. He had a slow line. I was in
the back of the line.
I’ve referenced this autograph before. I explained that I stressed
out while in line. It was late on a Sunday and my flight was getting close. I had to return the rental car and get to the
airport. While the convention center is basically next to the airport, it’s
still a timing issue.
I’m sure I fretted and shuffled my feet incessantly. I’m sure
I looked at the time ever few minutes. There is no doubt I counted how many
people were in front of me and how long each signature took.
After 2 or more hours, I had my chance. He signed for me.
He looked tired. His signature looked tired. Then I did something I very rarely do. I paid for the ‘certification’. In 1997, certification companies came and went with every season. I have no idea which company it was. I’m sure they are long gone and forgotten. I might still have the paper certificate somewhere but it’s not worth digging for it.
He looked tired. His signature looked tired. Then I did something I very rarely do. I paid for the ‘certification’. In 1997, certification companies came and went with every season. I have no idea which company it was. I’m sure they are long gone and forgotten. I might still have the paper certificate somewhere but it’s not worth digging for it.
Looking over the ball now, the signature isn’t as bad as I thought
at the time. I expect my vision was tired
from the stress.
AH
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