For my first "Throwback Thursday" post, I decided to dig up the first story I wrote for Duke City Fix. Reminds me of how thankful I am of this community!
Going out to Sunday brunch was a dress up affair in the 60’s. At the newly remodeled Albuquerque Sunport was the very lovely Kachina restaurant that served a fabulous Sunday brunch. My dad always sought out places with good brunches so off we went.
On one particular Sunday while devouring plate after plate of food, my very subdued father became excited beyond belief...
At the table next to ours was the venerable coach John Wooden with his 1967 championship UCLA basketball team. As true ‘Burquenos, basketball is in our blood.
My father needed, wanted and had to have John Wooden’s autograph. My father forced me, the shy five year old, to get his autograph. I vaguely remember going over to his table and asking Mr. Wooden for his autograph on my child’s menu shaped like a Kachina head.
Mr. Wooden graciously signed and then told all of his team to sign my menu. I remember walking around the table as each player signed their name. I also remember when the team finished eating and stood up to go, it seemed like we were in a land of giants in dark suits.
Years later I was reminiscing with my father about those Sunport brunches. He asked if I remembered having John Wooden’s autograph and some UCLA player named Lew Alcindor.
I asked my dad, who in the heck is Lew Alcindor?
He laughed and said, ‘Ever heard of Kareem Abdul Jabbar?’ I was shocked to learn my father had saved the menu with all those autographs scribbled on my child’s menu shaped like a Kachina head. My father has since passed away and I never asked him where he had kept that menu.
Long live college basketball and Sunday brunch.