[Vaquero]

Babe died 6 months before I was born...

...Dad was NYPD. He was on the job about a year when he was given the unenviable job of putting tickets on illegally parked cars in front of whatever hospital Babe was visiting for treatment. Dad told the Limo driver in front to ‘get it outta here’. Limo guy, told dad, ‘just waiting for “The Babe”’. Dads nod gave the limo dude an unequivocal permission to stay as long as he wanted.

Dad continued down the block writing summons to non-gods.

.....a horn honked and dad turned around...Babe waved a big thanks to the green young cop who let his limo stay there....

....I'm sorry, my eyes are all moist for some reason..

Dad passed away 2 years ago...

[Mr_Moonlight]

That's a great story, Vaquero ... more of the legend of how The Babe was revered and loved so much within our culture.

My own fond memories of the Yankees and The Babe came a bit later, when somehow I secured a press pass to the World Series in 1996 ... here I was, a lifelong Yankee fan, walking thru the innards of Yankee Stadium, on the field, in the dugout, the same hallways that the Babe did his magic within, poking my head into the weight-room where Reggie was working out on a bicycle ... "Hi Reg" I waved, and Reggie waved back ... fond memories :)

..... lots of ghosts in the ol' Stadium ... Gehrig's is there too .....

[andrew roman]

No words.

Wonderful anecdote.