That’s right TMM. Through my Mom. Last weekend my Mom left for Florida on a trip with some friends. She told me that she would be staying at the same hotel as the Brewers while they were on the road playing the Marlins. I naturally gave her a stack of cards to try and get autographs. She only scored one, Mike Cameron, but it is a beauty. Out of all the players on the Brewers he is about the only one I almost like. This isn’t the first auto she has hooked me up with. She has been lucky enough to win a Billy Williams autographed ball at Wrigley one year, which is now mine. She also won a spot at a special meet and greet with the great Ron Santo. She was nice enough to take me along on that one and we walked away with a boat load of autos from Ronny. She once tried to get an auto from Magic Johnson in an airport but he walked right past her, no big loss really. So a big thanks goes out to my Mom for boosting my autograph collection. I should also thank her for buying me my first pack of cards way back in early 1986. Where would we all be with out our Moms?