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I thought it might be interesting to tell about our encounters with famous athletes - either good or bad. My favorite baseball player growing up was Reggie Jackson. I got some Yankees #44 pajamas for my birthday when I was 4 or 5, and well, that's all it took to be a lifelong diehard fan of Reggie.
So back when I lived in Georgia when I was probably in middle school or early high school, I saw Reggie was going to be signing at a card store in Lithonia, GA, which was about 20-25 minutes from where we lived. I knew I couldn't pass up that opportunity, so I talked my Dad into taking me. By that point, I had collected all of his major release cards for his entire career (Topps, Fleer, Donruss) and had them all set up in protective cases on some shelves in my room. My mom said we should put them in a binder and take them when we go. I was really just going to be happy to just have a minute with Reggie and doubted he would take the time to care about all my cards. As much as I love Reggie, I'll fully admit his mood can seem to run hot and cold when it comes to dealing with the public from the stories I have heard.
So we went to the store and I was probably about 5th in line. I got to the front and Reggie couldn't have been nicer. He took the time to look through my entire binder with me and talk about various cards and seasons for a few minutes and then signed two cards and a photograph for me. Now some of that may have been just him being nice to the kid in the wheelchair, but all that mattered to me was I got to meet my baseball hero and it couldn't have been a better experience.
So back when I lived in Georgia when I was probably in middle school or early high school, I saw Reggie was going to be signing at a card store in Lithonia, GA, which was about 20-25 minutes from where we lived. I knew I couldn't pass up that opportunity, so I talked my Dad into taking me. By that point, I had collected all of his major release cards for his entire career (Topps, Fleer, Donruss) and had them all set up in protective cases on some shelves in my room. My mom said we should put them in a binder and take them when we go. I was really just going to be happy to just have a minute with Reggie and doubted he would take the time to care about all my cards. As much as I love Reggie, I'll fully admit his mood can seem to run hot and cold when it comes to dealing with the public from the stories I have heard.
So we went to the store and I was probably about 5th in line. I got to the front and Reggie couldn't have been nicer. He took the time to look through my entire binder with me and talk about various cards and seasons for a few minutes and then signed two cards and a photograph for me. Now some of that may have been just him being nice to the kid in the wheelchair, but all that mattered to me was I got to meet my baseball hero and it couldn't have been a better experience.
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