My dad is 85 and grew up in the Wrigleyville area. In 1945, when the Cubs were last in the World Series, my dad didn't have the ability to buy a ticket, running a newspaper route for spending money. Rather than listen to the game on the radio, he found his way inside the stadium to take in a World Series game (somehow getting past the gate attendants).
71 years later, my dad and I went to see the Cubs clinch a World Series berth. My Dad was euphoric and we were able to truly enjoy the history being made together. Even though I strayed and became a Sox fan, we were able to truly be "in the moment" together and share a memory for a lifetime.
He is an incredible dad, stood by my mom every step of the way during a prolonged illness, and a grandfather that is incredibly close with all his grandkids, teaching great lessons along the way. We are all #blessed that he is in our lives and I feel blessed to have shared this great moment with him.
Submitted by Ken Shonfeld