|Bleacher girls at Paddy O's|
|Leigha & Don in section 509 at old Busch|
My memories of Jack Buck are seemingly endless as he served as the first voice of Cardinal baseball for me. In 1999, Roger Dean Stadium in Jupiter, FL booked me to sing the national anthem for the opening game of Spring Training. A parade of Hall of Famers walked onto the field and Jack Buck approached me where I waited to sing and introduced himself. We shook hands and I laughed nervously. I was floored by his kindness and willingness to take a moment to greet me.
|Hanging with Skip & Toni|
The deaths of Buck and Kile unified our bleacher family. We came together to support one another in the losses. And the determination of the team flowed into the stands. It was contagious.
|Jim, me & Phil Williams at old Busch|
We have recalled our road trips to Milwaukee and Cincinnati and beyond. We have relived World Series wins and losses. We have enjoyed stories of wild nights in the old Busch, friends who frequently got tossed from the games, the best fights and meeting players for the first time. Many of our shared stories include those who have passed on, like Buck and Kile. Since their passing, the bleacher squad has lost a couple of mates as well. In 2005, Paula Weinmann died. I last saw her under the tent at Paddy O's. And in 2008, Phil Williams left us after nine years of entertaining me with his unique taunting abilities and constant laughter.
As we remember Buck and Kile and think back on the last ten years, let us remember Paula and Phil too. Let's cherish and live in the moment because it could be a life-long memory in the making. And let's keep reminiscing and telling the stories of the Cardinal family.