Today I was several feet away from my boyhood hereo, Willie Mays.
I suppose I could have even shouted out a question, a compliment, a hello, a thank you.
It was like a reverent aura surrounded him.
Yeah, he is, you might say, a mere mortal, a baseball player. One of us.
But such elan!
And it is still there.
"Did you ever know you were my hero?" says the song.
When I was 9 years old or so, I tried to call Willie Mays in San Francisco across the country from me, on our Princess phone. I did not get through.
What would I have said?