Here are two more I am fond of. The signed one from 1995 was my sons first T-ball home run I have kept cubed all these years and the other is the only foul ball I ever caught while at Wrigley field for the fist time ever with my son almost 20 years later! Was a line drive on third base side that I put my arms up to save my face that gave me a 2 week Bruise. My son still gives me grief about it to this day because I was sitting in his ticketed seat and he was in mine so somehow he thinks ball belongs to him...Kids these days!
