The personal stories behind cherished Yankees memorabilia

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Often, even soon after 31 decades of telling tales, you can however be surprised by the things that hit audience in just the correct way. I wrote a column, which ran in Sunday’s Publish, about my father’s failure to win an argument with my mother again in the working day about buying a chair from the old Yankee Stadium, when they have been readily available for the princely sum of $7.50 (as well as 5 empty Winston cigarette packs) from Korvette’s merchants all over the New York and New Jersey.

For me, it was a nice opportunity to recall the two of my late parents with a tale which is generally been one of my favorites from childhood. But for so quite a few of you, it also evoked anything. The responses have been too much to handle, and much more than a little emotional, and I wanted to

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