Jimmy and I were remembering Vacations of Our Youth. He remembered the time we stayed at a Motel 6, back in the day when you had to pay for air time by dropping quarters in the slot. We were watching THE BABE RUTH STORY (it seems like we were always watching baseball biopics) when the money ran out. There were no more quarters to be had. And so our dad told us how the movie ended.
"Babe Ruth dies," he said.