In the late-90s, I had many lengthy discussions about the Blue Jays with Bridget. Bridget didn't grow up with the game, but she adopted the Jays as her team in the mid-80s when pennant races were the norm.
We'd talk about Carlos Delgado, and Pat Hentgen, and reminisce about WAMCO and the back-to-back World Series wins. Bridget took ill, moved into a home in Ottawa, and we lost touch. In 2009, Bridget passed away.
This past weekend I learnt I was to inherit Bridget's beloved Blue Jays chairs. I took possession of them yesterday, and here they are:
Thanks, Bridget. When the Jays return to the World Series, I know what seat I'll take for the opening pitch.