Dad wasn't just a baseball coach; sometimes, he umpired, too. He used to have a home plate umpire's count indicator, which he would let me play with when I was little. At some point, though, he gave his indicator away. I was disappointed when I found out; I wished he would have given it to me.
Anyway, I don't know why, but I saw this one on eBay the other day and bought it on impulse, even though I'm at the point in life where I'm trying to shed material things. Just a sentimental old fool, I guess, wanting to recover some bit of my past, long lost.