"And while I was standing there, the prince looked at me and asked, 'Are you the Joe DiMaggio?' I said I was, and he said he'd always wanted to meet me." Reno looked up from washing glasses. "You know, Reen, I think we could've stood there and talked all night." He shrugged. "But there was a long line, so I just moved on."
When Reno died in November 1986, much of San Francisco was there for the funeral at St. Patrick's on Mission Street. DiMaggio and his younger brother, Dom, himself a star for the Boston Red Sox in the '40s and '50s, were pallbearers. Friends of DiMaggio say he hasn't been quite the same since. That in itself tells me more about the man than all of this hoopla over the past few months.