I was lucky enough to get him to autograph some baseballs for my dad and me before a Cubs-Rangers game in Arlington back in 2006, I think it was. It was the last game of the 3-game series and the only day game. About 10-12 of us were waiting (im)patiently below the announcers booth when someone finally asked Pat if Ron was going to be coming out anytime soon since it was almost game time. From our angle, we couldn't see that Ronnie was already sitting there. When he heard the question, he stood up and started having us toss up our stuff to get autographed. I will never forget that when someone tossed a cheap knockoff baseball to him, he would grab a blue sharpie and sign on the fat part of the baseball. When those of us that bought offical MLB baseballs tossed them up, he would sign right on the sweet spot with a blue ballpoint pen. That baseball has been on my fireplace mantle ever since. My dad has his proudly displayed amongst some other Cubs memorabilia at his home. I think what really gets me choked up about Santo's passing is that my dad is almost as big a Cubs fan as Ronnie was. He is also turning 80 next May and is starting to really slow down physically and mentally. His eyesight is getting progressively worse every year and I don't know if I will appreciate a Cubs World Series as much without my old man to share it with since he is the reason for me being a Cubs fan.