One by one, they approached Edgar Martinez, eyes brimming with joy, sometimes even with tears. Almost every person, in the brief allotted time, had a story, an anecdote, an affirmation, they wanted to relate.
In fact, felt compelled to.
“Edgar, you’re the reason I fell in love with baseball.”
“Edgar, I just wanted to say thank you for the years of joy you gave me.”
“I’m going to Cooperstown for your induction – I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“Edgar, I named my cat after you.”
“Edgar, I named my son after you.