About 15 years ago my parents and I went to this fundraiser for the baseball team at Washington College in Chestertown, MD. For awhile they were doing this fundraiser event every year where they'd invite a Hall of Fame baseball player for an interview in front of an audience. Then after, there's a lunch where you can get an autograph, picture with the player, etc. I think they've also had Tom Seaver and Johnny Bench. Anyway, the one year we went, it was Brooks.
He was great, everyone in the audience was truly delighted to be there but when we walked out of the auditorium somehow we walked out with him. It was winter, the steps were icy and he made sure that we got down them safely. Should have been the other way around but he insisted.
We went to the dining hall for the lunch and my parents and I were seated with these two guys who were friends and they'd brought their kids with them. I don't think the kids really cared to be there or knew who Brooks Robinson was.
But the thing I'll never forget about that whole event outside of walking down the steps with Brooks Robinson is that these two guys...grown men, were all of a sudden little kids again. They were so excited to be in the same room with Brooks Robinson and were nervous to go up to his table to ask him for an autograph. And that's what Brooks was there for! He was signing anything, everything, taking pictures, having a grand time. But these two guys were in front of their childhood hero and couldn't believe it. I remember one of them holding a baseball being like "Do you think he'll sign it?"
I don't know if I'd feel that way if I saw Cal Ripken right now.