Right now, I’m getting ready for a quick nap before we shuffle off to the Harbor Club for dinner, then to the Northwest African American Museum for a reception in Herb’s honor.
We just got back from Safeco, where Herb stood and sat very patiently — he was certainly more patient than this Irishman would have been — for a 45-minute photo session on the sun-bathed field. Here’s a photo of Herb, standing in the middle, being snapped by photographer Rick Takagi, who is yet another wonderful, helpful person we’ve met so far (another incredible host, ace M’s beat writer Mikaela Cowles, is at the far right holding up a sun shield):
We then attended the RBI Club’s annual luncheon at the stadium, and I’ll blog more about that later, probably tomorrow. But for now, he’s a photo of Herb signing an autograph for one of the many Seattle fans who approached him at the luncheon:
I’ll try to get a couple pictures and a few paragraphs up later tonight about our upcoming evening, then try to write a detailed account of all today’s goings-on tomorrow before we zip up to Everett for the AquaSox game.