As a second grader who loved to collect baseball cards, one at a time, because that was all the money I was given, I remember opening one pack revealing a player whose name started with two A's and I thought that strange. That card was in my back pocket along with others wrapped in a rubber band at school on most days because we traded cards there. Somehow the card survived and I still have it along with thousands of others. My now rare Aaron rookie card is not in the kind of condition that would attract any investor in sports memorabilia now but I would not sell it for whatever price it might bring. Every time I saw that unbelievably great and humble player on TV or read about the incredible racial abuse he encountered I thought about that card and still smile.
R.I.P. Hank, the real home run king
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