R.I.P. Cal

I first met John "Cal" Callahan in early summer, 2006, at a poker game. (For those of you who don't know, he's my BFF's grampa.) I got to know him only a little bit, and I have to say it was a pleasure. Some of my favorite memories include -

• learning the hard way what "getting my feet wet" meant during a poker game
• being threatened to get beaten "in the ass with a wet squirrel", also during a poker game
• listening to him tell stories about his pilot adventures during World War II

I believe he was 91 when he passed last week. Wish I would've had a chance to watch another Mariner game or play poker with him... or at the very least, let him know that it was great meeting him. My thoughts go out to his family, whom I am slowly getting to know through the Daileys.