On April 4th 2018, I lost my father very suddenly. My dad loved three things in his life, his family, his friends, and baseball. If you were lucky enough, you became family because he coached you. Many of our friends and family have asked about donating in his memory to somewhere. I'm hoping that somewhere is here. As you know, his granddaughter Sasha was the light of his life. The feeling was very mutual and she will tell you that my dad was, and still is, her hero. He loved that she was playing in our community softball league and was very involved. The field needs some renovations and this is what I hope to accomplish with this, in his memory. Thank you for reading this, and for loving my dad.