The sad passing of movie and stage composer Marvin Hamlisch brought to mind the time I met him. He was a huge fan of the New York Yankees, and in 1989 he and I were two of 78 "campers" who attended the team's fantasy baseball camp in Florida.
Hamlisch was a wonderful person whose musical genius clearly outweighed his skills on the diamond. Whenever a ball was hit to him in the outfield, we'd yell, "Marvin, be careful of your fingers!" He always laughed.
A definite highlight of the week was when he invited a group of us to attend one of his concerts. During a break between songs, he asked us all to stand and introduced us as his Yankee teammates. That is something I will never forget.