| How It All Went Down: | Dad and I went to a Reds game when I was about 9 years old. We were waiting to get on an elevator to go up to our seats. The elevator doors opened and there was Marge, cigarette in one hand and her St. Bernard "Schottzie" on a leash in the other. She was very friendly as she got off the elevator and let me pet the dog, who was HUGE... after about 10 seconds or so, she had to be off. She was famous for her no-nonsense personality -- she was a shrewd businesswoman but a very nice lady as well. |
