I'd walk into the park with him. He'd be holding my hand and he had this funny gait, and everyone would say hello to him: the vendors, the security guy, the receptionist. It was all so joyous. And then the team winning the pennant. For an 8-year-old kid, it was like I had died and gone to heaven.

-Mike Veeck

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