In my album of cards stored away, from when I was a kid, I have a 1967 #461 Bob Miller that was used to make the motor sound on your bike. I traded half a popsicle for it (Orange) Mike had it and I needed it. So we swapped. Took me a long time to find a replacement for it. In 1981 or 82 I got one from a dealer in California. I got it and moved other card to back of book so I could remember sometime common players cards are hard to find.
Robert
“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. Today, October 2, a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick streets, it stopped and summer was gone.”
― A. Bartlett Giamatti
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