My fondest baseball memory was when my father took the whole family to a Sunday doubleheader (they had 'em a lot on Sunday's and holidays)...and M & M would hit back to back homers, sometimes more than once...talk about being a part of history!
The players would park their cars on the street (across from the big lot on the side), and there were no guards or barricades to keep you from going right up to them for autographs. My father died in October (even though he was so sick, he got to see the Yanks win). I will NEVER forget those happy childhood memories.