25 years ago last night I was 6 years old. And with my dad I watched the Mets win the 1986 World Championship. It was a nice memory. I remember he jumped up in the air and banged his head on the ceiling fan. I didn't go to the parade but he did. He cleaned up after too. Worked for Dept. of Sanitation. He said he was never happier than that day to clean up a big mess like that. Compared to the NYE Times Square cleanup this was heaven. It's been awhile since the Mets won anything other than a division or wild card here and there.
Been too long. Happy Anniversary 86' Mets.
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