Sunday, June 19, 2011
Jerry Hairston, Jr., 2002 Fleer Ultra #115
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles "concert" at the Baltimore Arena. That act alone probably qualifies him for sainthood. When I got my first summer job at Bengie's Drive-In Movie Theatre, I didn't have my license yet. So every night, he would make the 10-minute drive up the street to pick me up from work...usually after midnight. Speaking of driving, he drew the short straw and had to go riding with me when I got my learner's permit. The first time we drove together, I jumped a curb and blew out a tire, bending the rim. I can't imagine the patience it took a) to not throttle me right on the spot and b) to get back in the car with me after that incident. A few summers ago, Dad even accompanied me to a WWE live wrestling event at Frederick's Harry Grove Stadium. Even in my adulthood, he hasn't stopped going out on a limb for me. Happy Father's Day, Dad, and thanks for all you've done.