KRS1
06-18-2006, 07:00 PM
I dont know where this belongs, but thought everyone would like to hear it.
So my great aunt Virgie(a scrubs fan:(:) was eating at a restaurant in Valparaiso with her three friends. They were having a wonderful time laughing, and just enjoying a nice day. Anyway, as they are eating a "rather large man" as she put it, came up to them. He said he loved to see people have such a wonderful time out, and that they made his day. He said seeing ladies their age still being active and enjoying life is one of the greatest things to witness, and insisted on paying for their meals. Anyway, my aunt and her friends kindly accepted his offer and said goodbye. When the waiter came by and asked what they would like for dessert, and my aunt asked who the man was who offered to pay for their meal, and the waiter said that he was an old ballplayer for the White Sox, his name Ron Kittle. My aunt knows how much I love the Sox since I was a youngen and told my grandpa (Sox fan:D:,grew up in East Chicago walking to Comiskey)to call me and tell the story. I was excited to hear he was doing good and my favorite great auntie as well whom I havent seen in a good five years. When he told me story, the only thing I could think was, "how come she couldnt be a Sox fan so she could have recognized him and gotten and autograph."
Alright, there's the great story, I hope you enjoyed, and this should prove to everyone a hard-nosed ballplayer can also be a good person. Thanks Mr. Kittle for treating my aunt Virgie to a great lunch.
So my great aunt Virgie(a scrubs fan:(:) was eating at a restaurant in Valparaiso with her three friends. They were having a wonderful time laughing, and just enjoying a nice day. Anyway, as they are eating a "rather large man" as she put it, came up to them. He said he loved to see people have such a wonderful time out, and that they made his day. He said seeing ladies their age still being active and enjoying life is one of the greatest things to witness, and insisted on paying for their meals. Anyway, my aunt and her friends kindly accepted his offer and said goodbye. When the waiter came by and asked what they would like for dessert, and my aunt asked who the man was who offered to pay for their meal, and the waiter said that he was an old ballplayer for the White Sox, his name Ron Kittle. My aunt knows how much I love the Sox since I was a youngen and told my grandpa (Sox fan:D:,grew up in East Chicago walking to Comiskey)to call me and tell the story. I was excited to hear he was doing good and my favorite great auntie as well whom I havent seen in a good five years. When he told me story, the only thing I could think was, "how come she couldnt be a Sox fan so she could have recognized him and gotten and autograph."
Alright, there's the great story, I hope you enjoyed, and this should prove to everyone a hard-nosed ballplayer can also be a good person. Thanks Mr. Kittle for treating my aunt Virgie to a great lunch.