My Dad, Marty, drinks coffee each morning with the old farts down at McDonald's. Each of the Alter Kockers (Yiddish for old goat) has their self proclaimed assigned seat. Marty's seat is the furthest seat to the left because as Marty states "there is no one further to the left of center" in regards to their political views.
So it should come as no surprise that the entire Civin family is mourning the loss of the liberal Democrat Senator from Massachusetts Edward "Ted" Kennedy, who died this morning at the Kennedy Compound in Hyannis, MA after battling brain cancer.
This story is not one to share my political views as there are two things that I try to keep out of my public forum, politics and religion (Thank God, right?). This is simply to share a special moment that my wife, Katie, and I shared with Ted and 36,756 of his closest friends.
Our brush with Senator Ted occurred at Opening Day, 2009 in Fenway Park. Katie and I scored tickets through one of the Red Sox ticket drawings. We dropped $150 for the two seats as far back in the Bleachers as you can possibly sit. In fact, the tickets said we were inside Fenway, but I suspect the GPS had us in ...
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