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“May I speak to your Dad?” the man inquired politely.
“Who are you?” the little girl demanded.
“Daddy!” she yelled into the phone. “Joe somebody.”
A week later DiMaggio stood at their door,
smiling down at the girl.
Her eyes widened in amazement.
Now she remembers.
“Daddy!” she screamed. “Mr. Coffee is here!”
True story. I grew up with the kids of Yankee baseball great Bobby Richardson. When I was in college, Richardson ran for Senator and had some of his old teammates come to a fundraiser dinner. I campaigned for him.
At the time Joe DiMaggio was retired from both the Yankees and being Mr. Marilyn Monroe. He was also doing television ads for a coffeemaker called, “Mr. Coffee”, so his face was on t.v. at least six times a day. Richardson’s daughter was 5 years old at the time. The above story was told at the fundraiser for Richardson, who I’m glad to say lost…because he was TOO NICE to win.
Yep, I got to shake hands with Joe DiMaggio.