One of my favorites died this past Saturday, Moe Drabowski.
Read about his exploits years ago, and had the chance to hang with him for a week at the 1995 Cubs Fantasy Camp. From time to time I’d think about him, and realized the next time I’d hear something about him would be when he passed away. Nice column on SI.com this week…with an interesting photo, modeling the terrible ChiSox unis of the 70’s.
At the Cubs camp he played to his image, bringing in a big snake one day. You could tell by the look in his eyes that his mind was always calculating what fun could next be had. He was the coach of our squad, and went out of his way to get to know the campers…more so than most of the other big-leaguers. He dubbed me “Murf”.
Rest in peace, Moe.