Yeah, yeah. It’s been
a long time. I know that. My family knows that. The weeks and months fly by. It’s difficult to believe that I am writing
this 10 months after my last post. I've
been active in trading but the blog posting side has been silent. One day….I know. It’s been said before. One of these days Alice. So in honor of the delay, I bring you my
latest arrivals.
It’s been a long time coming but finally……Eddie has been
brought to his final resting place. Yes,
this gem was picked up and his arrival has completed the blue back set from
1951. It’s been a long time waiting. I wasn’t
out there a lot. Life has a way of taking you from city to city as the years go
by. And who comes through? Yes, the wife, as usual. Thank you babe. This set is one that wasn't always top of mind
but always illusive and nagging. It needed
to be completed. The oldest set (by far)
that I can say is complete. Merry
Christmas to me.
But Eddie was not alone.
He came along with many, many friends. Many
of them joined the Christmas celebration. His arrival with others
completed three sets. Yes, three
and I don’t mean anything close to 2017 Topps. I am aged
and I can attest that my beloved does stray toward the older version of Topps
sets of my youth. The nagging single
from 1977, Steve Garvey. Call that set complete. But much more to my surprise, 1971 came a-callin’.
Bonjour mes amis. One
by one, the 71’s rolled on through. Checklists…check
the box…figuratively only, of course. No check marks necessary.
And then the flood gates opened, literally. Perez and Flood.
An AL rookie Pitchers (NM no less)
A Marshall and Pena
But, what to my
wondering eyes should appear, but
a Cub and a Red and an Oriole star reindeer….
How, how could this be?
I haven’t a clue what remains.
But slowly the gem exposes itself. Not in a “Say What?” kind of way. But in a “Say Hey” kind of way. Yes, the man, the legend, the Say Hey kid to
call the set “COMPLETE”.
I have received some great cards over the years but this year
speaks volumes. My appreciation is
unending. Thank you to my life long
mate. Thank you for dealing with the craziness
that comes along with 40+ years of baseball card collecting. Thank you for allowing me to indulge myself in
“flat men” (Credit to Mr. Dave Kroener). I depart knowing I will return…but when? Who knows……..
