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August 12, 2007


I recall being warned never to pitch cards with Freddie. In the early 60's, during our summer vacations, Eddie and I would look forward to when Dora would bring us home an entire box of cards EACH. Yankee cards were prized, of course. The cards from that team in Boston went immediately to the spokes of our bikes (several hundred dollars worth, at todays prices). And it was possible to fit 17 pieces of gum in your mouth at one time.

Dad always said Eddie was the favorite son.

As for the Red Sox, you can imagine how things have been around here over the years with a Yankees fan for a father and a husband who's a die-hard Red Sox fan.

And you're right on about that hard, stale gum Dad. Yuck! Personally, I preferred the Garbage Pail Kids cards from the 80's-90's.

Sorry but that baseball card gum was the best! So hard it could chip teeth, remove fillings with ease and destroy the toughest braces conceived by man. Publicly my Dentist loudly condemned it, but privately you knew he had to love the stuff!

I still have all of my baseball cards and they're not for sale. Even the Yankees.

And no lie, when I was a kid the store I went to complete my sets?

My Mom Threw Out My Baseball Cards in Attleboro, Mass.

Hater: No kidding! I guess all of the Meddling Mothers are in cahoots.

Dad: Does gum still come with the cards? Do they still sell cards? And, also, what's baseball?

Sally: Did they sell garbage-flavored gum to go with the Garbage Pail-themed cards?

I had a similar thing happen to me. I had complete sets of Yankees, if memory serves, from '55-'61, to include 2 or three Mantle MVP cards from '56. I also had fairly complete sets of Dodger and Giant cards from their last two years in NY. While in the Army '68-'71, my Alzheimer inflicted Mother, not knowing what they were, trashed innumerable boxes stored in the back of my closet. I was able to collect these cards for two reasons. Most of my friends in my neighborhood were Red Sox fans, so trading was easy. And I too was fairly proficient at the art of pitching cards. Weren't they the greatest days of our lives?
One added note. I went to St Francis Parochial School, in Fair Haven, on Ferry St. There was a Joseph Donroe in my class. If this is who you are talking about, I'd love to make contact with him.


My cousin Joe moved to Hamden around 1957-58. I'm not sure where he lived prior to that but Fair Haven sounds very possible. I know that my dad, Joe's uncle, talked alot about the Ferry Street section. I do not have Joe's address or e-mail but I'm pretty sure he still lives with his wife Judy in the greater New Haven area. Try a Google or Switchboard search.

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