Baseball is back in Kansas City! And in a big way. I know it is hard to believe - but for the second time in my life, our Kansas City baseball team won the World Series. That's right, the best in baseball - the 2015 World Series Champs! And Kansas City went nuts yesterday! Almost 800,000 fans gathered around Union Station, where you used to work, for an incredible parade!
The boys in blue did it again, just like in 1985! You probably already know that, but I'm not sure you get Sports Illustrated up there in heaven. But I am sure that everyone up there already knows that Lou Gelker is a baseball fan. Some of the best moments in my life were spent on your front porch with you, listening to baseball games on your old Philco radio. When I got older, you remember, my best bud and I would hop a bus down to old Municipal Stadium to shag balls in the parking lot behind the outfield fence. You taught me to love the game of baseball.
Of course, back then we were cheering for the Kansas City A's. You were a fan from the first day they brought the franchise to Kansas City from Philadelphia. It probably was a good thing you left for heaven before they left Kansas City for Oakland. No worries though, Grandpa, we weren't without baseball for long, we got a new team when I was in high school - the Kansas City Royals. They did great after a few years building the franchise towards their first World Series win, and then there were a lot of lean years in the middle until now. Sometimes life is like that.
Anyway, thanks for teaching me so much about life and baseball, like always having faith in God, being honest, playing fair, and never, ever, giving up! I miss you every day. Say hi to Mom and Dad, Grandma Mabel, and Aunt Dot and Uncle Jim, and my little sis for me. And though he wouldn't know me, say hi to Shoeless Joe Jackson for me too.
My wife Ann, whom you would have loved, thinks I am a little silly and sentimental about baseball. She even wondered if there is anything like baseball up there in heaven, where you are. I told her that if there isn't, it wouldn't be heaven for you or for me, then would it? Come to think of it, you probably watched every game from the best seats ever. By the way, is Jesus a baseball fan?
I love you Grandpa, and I'll look forward to a game of catch with you later.