More than 25 years ago my sister Donna told me that I had to meet a man named “Sherman”. Because he and I were in radio she thought that we would become fast friends. Well, we did. I first met Sherm Feller at my family’s barroom (Big D’s – Neponset Cafe in Canton) in the summer of 1984. Sherm would often stop in and bring a gift or trinket for the bartender on duty, usually my brother Donald, or my sister Donna. Sherm probably knew all of the bartenders in a 5 mile circle of his Stoughton home, but he seemed to like my family’s bar the best. He could sneak in there after a game for a bite to eat and a little something on the rocks.
Sherm and I didn’t talk as much about baseball as we did about who dropped by the booth to say hello that night. It was usually someone in the entertainment world. Sherm Feller knew everyone, and thirteen years after he died in his sleep I am still grateful that I was one of Sherm’s everyone. Everyone that really knew Sherm has a great story to tell. This is the place to do it.
Since starting www.shermfeller.com in 2001 I have heard from hundreds of fans of ”The Voice of Fenway Park”. They talk about their very first visit to see a sox game. The smell of popcorn, John Kiley’s organ, and Sherm Feller’s “Ladies and gentlemen, boy’s and girls, Welcome to Fenway Park”.
My origional goal has always been to keep Sherm Feller’s memory alive for generations to come. My new goal is to have Sherm Feller voted into The Boston Red Sox Hall of Fame. With your help I believe that this will happen. This is a labor of love. Keep sending your e-mails, contributing to this blog, and telling your fellow Fenway fans about www.shermfeller.com .
