Gina's feller decided that he was taking her to Boston, no short trip, so she could sit behind the dugout to watch the Sox play a home game at Fenway Park on her birthday. So yesterday on her actual birthday Gina was doing just that.
Yes I was a little saddened that I couldn't spend any time with her on her birthday, after all I was there for the very first one and played an important part in that special day, but I was happy that she got to do something so fantastic and that she wanted so much for her birthday.
She did the whole tour of Fenway Park as well before the game so it really was a special day. Could it get any better? Yes evidently it could. When the game was over one of the players threw a ball up into the stands that was the ball that was pitched for the last strike in the game. Jud, the feller, managed to snag that ball and present it to Gina. Yes she was happy. When she called to tell me about it she admitted that there is no proof of that and in the future if she relates that story, and I'm sure she will, people might not believe her but she will know that it's the truth and that's all that matters to her.
Tonight she will be having dinner at a very nice four star restaurant for her birthday dinner but I'm sure it will be a dim comparison to last night. That's OK with me because she got to do what she really wanted on her birthday and that, to quote a commercial, is priceless.
Happy Birthday Gina, I love you.