When I was about 8 or 9 years old (1971), on the way to attending my Dad's family reunion in Mountain Home, AR, my Dad pulled into the parking lot of a grocery store in West Plains, MO. My Mom asked him why in the world he did, since we didnt need anything at the store. He just told me to get out and come into the store with him. We walked back to the back of the store, and my Dad introduced me to an old friend of his. I shook his hand and just stood there shifting from foot to foot as he and my Dad talked. Years later, I recalled this memory when watching a documentary of the Brooklyn Dodgers. I had no idea that my Dad had introduced me to Preacher Roe that day, or the significance of the introduction. My Dad just passed away about 4 months ago, and I became nostalgic thinking about all of Dad's old baseball stories and happened on this Obituary guest book. My Dad was Rex Medley. His brother's Jerry, Neal, and Mac all played baseball against Preacher, and Dad always told me that his Dad, Mack Medley, and Preacher's Dad, Doc Roe, were good friends. My Dad was a teacher, principal, and coach, and reading about Preacher, reminded me so much of Dad. I think they must have been cut from the same cloth. I know this is a late entry, but, please accept my condolences for the loss of such a fine man.