When Hero's Pass

    

Growing up in San Diego in the 80’s and 90’s and loving baseball it’s not hard to figure out who my hero would be, Mr. Padre Tony Gwynn.  It’s funny at 33 years old I can still remember every little interaction I had with him.  As a baseball player I studied how he hit and now as a father and coach I will teach my son how to hit off a tee, just like Tony. 

Life has a way of changing. None of us will live forever but the one choice we have is how we live today.

I want to be a man that my kids tell their grandkids about.

I want to be a man that my kids say this is how daddy did it.

I want to be a man that makes peoples lives better.

I want to be a man that makes a difference.

I want to be a man that is remembered for how I loved God.

I want to be a man that it could be said, “he gave all”.

What do you want to be remembered for?

As one boyhood hero passes I remember my history and take an inventory of my present.  I am blessed to have the roots that I do and I’m excited about the future. 

Thanks Mr. Gwynn for all the memories at the ballpark with my family.  You were the best hitter these eyes will ever see in person.  But more than that, thank you for being a great ambassador for my hometown, San Diego.