Went to a booksigning event yesterday (New book called "The Golden Jet" a biography packed with pictures and including a DVD of career) to see Bobby Hull. Took my oldest grandson to meet Bobby. Reminded hin (Bobby) of 1963 when I picked him up at the airport and hung with him at a local store in our neighborhood which was owned by a close friend of his. We reminisced a bit, grandson got a big hello and handshake, and was thrilled to meet the "Babe Ruth of Hockey" which is how I regard Bobby. Great day for both of us (me & grandson) I know Bobby didn't remember me personally, but did remember the gang of guys at the store, and my boss in particular. Hell, that was 47 years ago and Hull was only 25.

