Like many other Sox fans, I went to the cemetary to "tell" my father about the White Sox winning the World Series. I like to think he knew, but just in case, I wanted to share it with him. To my surprise, there were many other graves decorated with Sox flags already-obviously by other families with similar intent ! Love for the Sox is an obsession, almost a religion. If you don't believe it, read all the dedications, mostly to older relatives who introduced the writer to the Sox. I found the book touching, humorous. You need to be a hard core older fan to appreciate it, however. The kind of fan who uses the web site. My dedication is to my Dad, George J. who died 10 years before the championship. The games he took me to at old Comisky are my best memories. Nellie Fox, Louie Apparicio to Wilbur Wood, Jack McDowell, and Ozzie Guillen, have been my heroes. I only wish we could have shared the Championship season, Dad. I'm sure you find joy in the way your grandsons and I play, coach, and cheer on the Sox.