Darryl Strawberry 

A big man walked over, someone said to him, “Hi Darryl.”

He replied, “How you doing.” Then sat down quietly by himself.

Me, his fan, couldn’t help but went over, asking for a selfie. He obliged.
“May I take a photo of you?”

“Sure.”

Before I left, I said, “You’re the first baseball player I’ve known.”

“I appreciated it. I appreciated it.”

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