I used to collect baseball cards as a kid
My parents considered them a waste of time and money
Also, they came in packages with card-sized pieces of bubble gum, bad for the teeth
One card was of Dodgers right fielder Carl Furillo
He made the transition from Brooklyn to L.A.
Freshman year, Washington University dorm assignment:
I was placed in a room in what was informally known as the “Carl Furillo Suite”
Never given a reason for the designation, but I thought it was kind of cool
I returned home to find that my parents had gotten rid of all my baseball cards
Whoever got Carl Furillo’s card, I hope you got some money for it.