I have the exact same page of Munson cards (and yeah, the beard was a fuck you to Steinbrenner). I had the Munson poster, a jersey, his book, etc. I was 12 when he died and I cried all night. I just happened to be at Yankee Stadium the day they dedicated the plaque to him in centerfield.

Same here. It seems my deceased is playing Angry Birds from Beyond.

Chattanooga's reinvention of itself is the envy of every other medium sized city in The South.