I heard Bart Starr died. When I lived in Green Bay in the 70's his picture or an article about him was constantly in the local newspaper. I was standing in line at a fast-food Mexican place one afternoon. Even only seeing his back, I suddenly realized that the man standing in line in front of me was the famous football player turned coach. Figured his life was public enough w/o people asking to shake his hand or Monday morning quarterback while he was just trying to get a quick bite. I did though scan the seating area. There was his wife Cherry by the windows. She might have been watching my recognition of her famous husband. An amused smile on her face, she gave me a little wave and I returned the same. My brush w/ Packer royalty.
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