tuesday thoughts

As i am sitting here at a red light this morning I see this older couple walk by. Both of them have to be in thier upper 70s I'm guessing, and as they are walking they are holding hands. I couldn't help of think of 2 things. 1. Will that be me when I c that age. 2. How much I miss my grandpa. It's been 10 years now since he passed and not a day goes by that I don't think about him. We always said that if my grandma would have passed first my grandpa would have passed away the next day of a broken heart. He never went in the grocery store or Walmart but always drove my grandma to those places. Even though she would spend hours at a time in the store he never complained about driving her. He simply loaded the bags in the trunk drove home and brought the bags in the house. He would always go to the bank and to the local store and buy a case of beer every Friday. Most of the time he bought Genise beer although he didn't really need beer he always walked down there and bought some. Then every sat morning he would wake up and my brother cousin and I would drop our 2 dollars worth of in change into our piggy banks. He was an avid bowler and a man of few words, but when he spoke it was important and you listened. He loved his family and would do anything for us. I'm sure he misses my grandma and all of us, now my grandma is sick I know he is there holding her hand just like the man and woman I saw this morning doing. I remember one piece of advice the most. He said in order to be happy just do what she says. She asks you to take out the trash then do it right then. You make her happy she will return it ten fold. So to anyone who reads this if you have someone to hold hands with the do it. Make sure you always say I love you, and don't take them for granted cause you never know when they won't be there to hold hands with. Have a great day.

A little about me

Hello, my name is Shawn and this is my first time. Yes I am a little nervous but I hope to get through this. I figured with my  first blog post I would tell people about myself a little.  I guess this blogging thing is what I should have been doing all along. I have been told I have the gift of "gab", not sure if that is always a good thing.  Most of my posts will be sports or life in general related. I am not one to tell someone who to vote for or get very political. I will tell you to vote but just vote on who you think is best.  Now the part about me. I guess I should start about by saying that I enjoy nice quite walks, and beaches, sunsets, and....wait this isn't my eharmony profile is it.  :) I guess my obsession is baseball. It all started while I was bouncing a tennis ball off my garage and playing games. My other obsession is play by play. I would do the call of the game the whole time I would play. My dream as a little boy was to be the play by play voice for a professional baseball team. I would love to be in the Hall of Fame as a broadcaster. I can remember as a kid, listening to Pat Summerall and Dick Endberg call a game and try and be just like them. Sports has always been a passion of mine, at high school I was a 3 sport player. I played football, baseball and basketball. Notice I wasn't a 3 sport star which ended my dream of playing pro sports. So I figured what better way to be in sports if not playing then telling people about it. Maybe one day I will become a famous broadcaster, who knows, I'm not that old yet. 
I grew up in a small Ohio town and moved to Texas when I was 15 years old, and have been here ever since. I grew up a Eagles, Buckeyes, Indians fan.  Since moving to Texas I have adopted the Rangers as my new fav team. I still root for the Eagles but I want to see the Cowboys win, cause as we all know this town is a lot better to live in when the Cowboys are doing good. My childhood was pretty much like any other child that lived in Ohio. Dad worked 60 hours a week, mom stayed home. Even though my dad worked a lot he never missed one of my games, and was always in the stands. He was my coach my first 2 years of baseball, and then decided that he didn't want to coach just help me out as he could. I would always turn into the stands before every at bat or every time I trotted out to my position in the field and he would always be there. I think it was my Grandpa, and my dad that shaped my obsession with baseball. My grandma would always go to bed after the weather(which was 10:15) and my grandpa and I would stay up watching the late west coast baseball game.  My childhood was good and I think it has helped make me into the man I am today.  I hope to one day pass on my love for baseball to my son. 
I will try and make things funny and light here for anyone who wishes to follow. I figured I would give just a small bit of background on me. Thanks for taking time to read.