The Hunt for October.

If you read this blog or know me you know this: I love baseball.

You’ll also know that my hometown team is the Detroit Tigers.

The Tigers were swept in the World Series tonight by the San Francisco Giants, 4-3 in 10 innings. A heartbreaking loss to a terrific season. Rather unlikely ending for a team that was so dominant in baseball this year in the playoffs. Aaron, my youngest son, has been wearing his Tiger hat almost every day for the past month. Fist pumping the strikeouts. Asking for the final score in the morning before the bus came. He, like me is a fan. Game 4 was the first game that I made a point to just sit on the couch and watch. It’s been a long time since I sat and watched tv. In fact, Game 4 was my first real time spent in front of the tv in months (I listened to the first three games on the radio). And with my two boys looking on we watched and hoped for a miracle that would never come.

As Miguel Cabera struck out, Aaron, with the beginnings of tears, took his hat off and slammed it to the couch.

I put the hat back on his head and said, “Put your hat back on. Wear it proudly. The Tigers did good this year, but it wasn’t meant to be. They’ll get ’em next year.”

AJ smiled, hopped off the couch, hat on head, and I followed him to his room. He placed his Tiger hat on top of his piggy bank perch located on his dresser and climbed into bed. We said prayers, and I turned out the light.

See you in April Tigers. We will be waiting and watching for the hunt next year.


The Strength to Change

Henry Ford didn’t invent the automobile. He changed the way they were made while making them affordable to the very people who made them.

The Beatles didn’t create music, instead they created a revolution hid inside four hair cuts and three chords.

Walt Disney didn’t just create a Mouse. He fostered a magical place where adults could be kids, and kids could dream. This place wasn’t called Disneyland, it was called imagination. All three examples have something in common: Each had the strength to change. A driving passion to move them forward.

Change is hard. Sometimes it consumes you. Sometimes it rewards you. Sometimes it drags you down the hall kicking and screaming while you yearn for days gone by. Whatever the reason, one should never fear change. I say embrace it (I know, easier said than done).

Isn’t facing change, really facing fear? I’ve been taught the way to face your fears is to tackle them head on, and if you do, the fear is never as big as once thought (I’ll let you know when I’m able to live up to these words). I know the strength to change sometimes is hard to come by, but know there’s a support group of family and friends that will help you through. I understand that now.

I heard a quote somewhere that I’d love to print up on a t-shirt. The quote is: “If you hate change, you’ll like irrelevancy even less.” I would think 10 out of 10 people would think Henry Ford, The Beatles and Walt Disney are far from irrelevant.