My wife and I went to Opening Day in 1981. A great day -- bright sunshine, clear sky, full house, and Carlton Fisk's grand slam. What a package that was.
I've been lucky to be able to be there at every opener since then and it never gets old. Closed down one ballpark, opened a new one, sat in the sunshine, shivered in the cold, it doesn't matter. Ozzie Smith probably won't pull off his plan to make Opening Day a national holiday, but it's always been a holiday for me.
See you at the ballpark.