Went to the post office today and bought the Willie Stargell stamps. From David Letterman to ball fields to minor-league All-Star Games games, I get Stargell requests everywhere I go. When the crowd is over 40 years old, forget about it. They want Pops ...

Recently, I was at an event for a youth-education program in Wilmington, North Carolina, and during my Stargell imitation, a woman screamed, stood up and walked past 300 guests toward me, holding up her camera and saying, "Do that again, please."

Oh-kay.

That's a slightly bigger response than normal. She laughed, sighed, smiled and gave me a thumbs-up before returning to her seat.

Curious, I sought her out later that day. She hugged me harder than anyone ever has, or will, for doing a batting-stance imitation. She whispered, "You looked just like him. Just like him." Now I was officially puzzled. I pulled away from the hug and realized she was slightly misty-eyed. "He's my late husband" she said.