I attended Mahopac High School with Keith Huntoon. He was a good guy then, is a good guy now. He recently asked whether I know how to get in touch with Joe Namath. Here, he explains why he’s looking. If anyone can help, please drop me an e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org, and I’ll get it to Keith. Big thanks …
I apologize in advance for making such a bold request, but I’m looking for help trying to reach ‘Broadway’ Joe Namath.
Last week my father-in-law Rich, a huge Jets fan, was diagnosed with liver cancer. The man is a fighter, but at 73, he’s already dealt with his share of health challenges. He conquered cancer in his 40s, survived two open heart surgeries in his 60s, battled 30 years of diabetes and overcome a variety of other health issues. Given his past battles and current prognosis, we don’t know what’s left in the tank.
Rich is the type of man who always puts other people first. His family, obligations and the happiness of others have always been his priority. Always. A career union guy (local 94 Operating Engineers), he worked multiple jobs to put his daughters through Catholic school and college, yet still found time to take them ice skating once per week after school. He mentored others at work (they still check in after 10 years retired), is the neighborhood handy-man for just about everything and continues to dote on his wife. He took care of his mother before she passed and now cares for his 95-year-old aunt. He’s truly selfless, and in the 13 years I’ve known him, has never complained about life or his challenges.
My father-in law would never ask for help, so it’s my responsibility to do what I can to make him happy.
His one true hero in life is Joe Namath. The Jets are, really,his only hobby. He watches all of the Namath videos, replays the HBO special frequently and he talks constantly about what Broadway Joe meant to the Jets.
Unfortunately, he’s never had the opportunity to meet his hero. I hope to change that.
If anyone knows how to reach Mr. Namath, I’d be very appreciative. I’m not suggesting Mr. Namath become Rich’s best friend, but a phone call or a five-minute cup of coffee while he’s in the New York area would mean the world to my dad. If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s Rich.
Please let me know what, if anything, we can do. I’m more than willing to donate to Mr. Namath’s charity of choice (or Autism Speaks). Whatever it takes.