Spring training in Florida is where I met, talked and took many GORGEOUS photos up close of Gary. He was the most pleasant, accommodating, friendliest and caring ballplayer I've ever met! He would stay and talk and sign for as long as someone wanted him to. He NEVER ignored anyone or rushed off with excuses, like so many did. Once in port st lucie after the workouts, I went up to get a soda. The concession lady asked me if Gary was still here. I said "of course". she told me she knew a kid who was in the hospital with leukemia and is a die-hard fan. Would I ask him to come up to her to give her an autograph and take a picture. I did. Gary was Gary. He came right up to the edge of the field, I explained and he said "OF COURSE" and asked where she was. I actually took him up to her. She was thrilled and I felt like I was one of his friends walking through the stadium with him!!
When I met my husband, David, he had had a kidney transplant in 1985 in Brooklyn. He loved Gary even though he was a die-hard Mets fan! Well, one of the nurses was a friend of Gary's and when the Expos were in town to play the Mets, she called him. HE ACTUALLY SHOWED UP AT THE HOSPITAL AROUND MIDNIGHT AFTER THE GAME TO VISIT DAVID!!! that is WHO GARY CARTER IS!!!!!!!!
I was at that game 6 in 1986, and believe me, i couldn't talk for 3 days!!!! WHAT A GAME! Thanks for that memory and so many more Gary!
We will ALWAYS love you and remember you! We wish peace and love to you and of course your family.
Kathy Menkes, Northport, NY