Baseball in Boston

A wonderful memory for me is when Dad and I took a bus trip to Boston and watched a series between the Red Sox and the visiting Blue Jays.  I had been playing little league baseball and Dad always helped in some manner. We would tune in to watch the Blue Jays at home, so this trip was seeing it all come to life.  We actually stayed in the same hotel as the Blue Jays and I was able to meet some of them.  Dad took me to see an aquarium and then to eat supper in a restaurant in a building many floors high.  Fenway Park with Dad stands out as one of my favourite memories. Seeing games in the fabled stadium wasn't lost on me even at 9 years old.  Later he framed the hotel notepad page that I had collected signatures on.  I have kept this and treasure it.