,
8 tweets,
2 min read
Read on Twitter
Ok Twitter, let's see if you can solve this one. 50 Super Bowls ago, my father was working at Logan Airport in Boston and ended up with a pair of tickets for Super Bowl III, which was happening later that day. He called my Mom and told her he was flying to Miami after his shift.
He jumped on a plane and got to the stadium just in time for the game. As he was heading in, there was a young kid outside the gate going up to people and saying "anyone have a ticket?" My father went up to him and said "come with me" and they went in together.
They had just enough time to call the kid's parent and let them know he was going to the game, and with whom (yes, this was 1968). They didn't realize how good the tix were until they got to their seats - they were close to the field and near the 50 yard line.
Although my father is terrible at recognizing celebrities, he knew that Jackie Gleason was sitting behind him. The game was legendary, Joe Namath the underdog made good on his guarantee of a win, and my Dad ended up with a great story that he has told his entire life.
And every time he tells the story, we wonder about the kid he took with him and how it must have been for him. And then this year, on the 50th anniversary, it occurred to me and my sibs that we might actually have a chance of finding the "kid", who, by my Dad's
estimate, is probably about 60 years old now. So here's my question for you: Do you know someone who tells a story about going to Super Bowl III in Miami when they were about 10 years old with a random guy from Boston who worked for the airlines?
If that story sounds at all familiar, please message me, and if not, please RT far and wide. My Dad is 82 and it would be so cool if we could connect him with the "kid."
Wow Twitter, you get a lot done while I'm sleeping! This seems like it might actually work, so here's a photo of my dad from around 1969. 
