May 20th normally means three things to me:
1) My dear friends Jon from R-Va and his lovely wife Rebecca are marking another anniversary. Sheez...is it 12 years? I wish them both so many years of happiness; so rare in this era, and I have both admiration and envy for them.
2) My great friend BL, the once-and-always "John Harrison" of Majic 105 - my very first friend/mentor in radio - is celebrating his birthday. I've lost track of what number it is, but we must find a way to get together. We live so near, and both have kids (his two children are my godchildren), so it is a crime.
3) Bobby Ray Murcer, the pride of Oklahoma City, was born on this day in 1946. In terms of being a Yankee, few had more pride. Few were also more beloved. I emulated his swing. I wore his number two (which he wore from 1979-1983) in little league whenever it was available. When he became a broadcaster, it gave me more inspiration to do the same.
Each time I met him, he treated me with kindness. That's all a fan could ask.
I'd like to believe that some of us Bombers fans still miss him. I know I do. I wish the Yankees as an organization would do a little more to honor him. It's been far too long since Monument Park picked up a few more plaques. Bobby Ray wasn't a Hall of Famer, but he was a legendary Yankee.
Anyway, happy anniversary and birthday to these people who have had an impact on my life.
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