Nancy, Olivia, Jarett, Amelia, Aldo, Corky, and the entire Andretti family,
I am very sorry for your loss. I was a huge fan of John. I was lucky enough to meet him a few times. He was always so kind, caring, and personable.
My family was always big NASCAR fans. Around 1995 I was old enough to start understanding the intricacies of the sport. I wanted my “own” driver to cheer for. Admittedly, as a 7 year old, I ended up cheering for John Andretti because we shared the same first name. I am glad we did, because I can say without a doubt, I became a fan of the nicest guy in the garage. It was also extra neat when I found out he had Pennsylvania connections.
I was lucky enough to meet John a few times, but the first time I met him will always be extra special for me. At Pocono in 1996 he had an autograph signing at the 37 merchandise hauler. My parents and I were one of the first inline of a long line. The poster on the trailer said please limit 1-2 items per fan. That didn’t matter to John. He made sure to sign all my 37 die-casts and gear that we brought along. He was so friendly and sincere. Very easy to interact with.
Something happened at this signing that I will always remember. I gave him my baseball card from my Challenger Little League season. John not only accepted this from me, but he asked for MY autograph on the card. I signed the baseball card and was very excited that my NASCAR driver wanted my autograph, just like I wanted his. He also had my Dad place me up on the glass display of the hauler for a photo next to him. From that day on, John Andretti had a fan for life in me. I had a lot of fun rooting for John as he continued his NASCAR career and during the Indy 500 races that he would run.
I took pride in saying that I was a John Andretti fan, not only because of how he performed on track, but because of the person he was off the track. A true role model. A lot of memories were made and they are enjoyable to look back on.