Gene was right when he said it sounds like a pefect script for a commercial for the Packers Hall of Fame.   The boy and I had a "men only" weekend.  We did the Milwaukee Holiday Parade early Saturday, then headed up to Green Bay.  After checking into the hotel, we headed over to Lambeau.  As we were walking around the beautiful atrium and taking it all in, an elevator opens and there stands Bart Starr.  I've met him several times and introduced myself.  He was with his wife and several other couples.  I asked him if he could pose for a picture and he said he did if it wouldn't; take too long because he and his group were headed out to dinner.  In 3 seconds...the time for a handshake, a picture and a "best of luck to you son", a memory was made..

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I said  "thank you Mr. Starr" and with that, people overheard his name and quickly ran over.... but he was gone.  That left my son  in the middle of all the attention.  A couple of people told him how amazing it was that he just met Bart Starr.  One leaned over and said "you just met the greatest quarterback in Packers history".  After the dust settled and the crowd cleared John leaned over and whispered "who's Bart Starr?".  I put my arm around him and said "son, let's take a walk".  With that we walked into the Packers Hall of Fame.  Cue the music, shot from behind of us walking into the Packers Hall of Fame... and you got yourself a commercial.