Did the baseball card thing. Used to ride down the street with the cards in the spokes and yell to my Mom "look Ma.....No Hands..." She would yell back "No hands...no teeth." I still have my teeth but don't have the cards. Thanks to my Dad I have the baseballs I was able to get signed over the years at the stadiums. You could lean over the walls and the players would sign. I did get Joe Dimaggio's signature on a baseball when I was in my late 20's. I did an extortion of sorts. He was a good sport about it.