A story I wish I could un-hear
A guy at my church just told me a story about how his eccentric collector grandpa gave him a Babe Ruth card back in '67. Gramps told him is was his first card and was valuable. Unfortunately my friend was 8 at the time and promptly used it in his bike spokes.
I sent him a link to the VCP line up of Ruth cards and he looked and said it was the Baltimore.
I tend to be overly trusting of people; knowing that about myself I am going to choose to believe he has his story wrong.
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