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Bob Parasiliti (Joe Crocetta / April 15, 2012) |
We spend much of our lives really trying to get three things.
To be loved. To be successful. To be respected.
We want to stand out, make our families proud and start some sort of legacy.
But before we die, there is only one thing we worry about.
That is to be remembered.
Everyone wants to feel like they made a difference. Many want to prove their stay on this earth made an impact.
What that impact is depends.
Some do it with the families they raised. For a guy like George Foreman, he named all five of his sons George. At the worst, it’s free advertising for his grills.
Others raise money and attach to causes to help humanity. In turn, they get libraries, hospital wings and parks named for their efforts.
And still others do it by raising consciousness. All it takes is random acts of kindness, caring and friendship. That wins out every time and lasts the longest.
Let’s face it. We don’t remember people forever. Old school chums, former dates and past business acquaintances become overdue library books tossed in the corners of our minds.
Death is like relocation. It’s out of sight and out of mind.
Outside of family, sports — along with politics and entertainment — have a way of keeping certain people on our minds.
Statistics and records along with video and legend keep athletes in our heads long after they gone.
But there are others who are remembered just because of who they were.
Nick Adenhart seems to fall in that category. He remains steadfastly in the memory of many, many people even to this day.
Adenhart was tragically taken from baseball and the Washington County communities three years ago as he was a victim in a three-car crash involving a drunk driver in Fullerton, Calif.
He was taken on the night following his best outing in his all-too-brief Major League Baseball career with the Los Angeles Angels. He was far too young to make a mark with records and yet, today, his spirit lives on.
Adenhart’s family keeps his memory alive with the Nick Adenhart Memorial Fund, an initiative to enhance baseball on the grassroots level. The fund is raising money and distributing it to youth baseball organizations to help keep them alive.
To be loved. To be successful. To be respected.
We want to stand out, make our families proud and start some sort of legacy.
But before we die, there is only one thing we worry about.
That is to be remembered.
Everyone wants to feel like they made a difference. Many want to prove their stay on this earth made an impact.
What that impact is depends.
Some do it with the families they raised. For a guy like George Foreman, he named all five of his sons George. At the worst, it’s free advertising for his grills.
Others raise money and attach to causes to help humanity. In turn, they get libraries, hospital wings and parks named for their efforts.
And still others do it by raising consciousness. All it takes is random acts of kindness, caring and friendship. That wins out every time and lasts the longest.
Let’s face it. We don’t remember people forever. Old school chums, former dates and past business acquaintances become overdue library books tossed in the corners of our minds.
Death is like relocation. It’s out of sight and out of mind.
Outside of family, sports — along with politics and entertainment — have a way of keeping certain people on our minds.
Statistics and records along with video and legend keep athletes in our heads long after they gone.
But there are others who are remembered just because of who they were.
Nick Adenhart seems to fall in that category. He remains steadfastly in the memory of many, many people even to this day.
Adenhart was tragically taken from baseball and the Washington County communities three years ago as he was a victim in a three-car crash involving a drunk driver in Fullerton, Calif.
He was taken on the night following his best outing in his all-too-brief Major League Baseball career with the Los Angeles Angels. He was far too young to make a mark with records and yet, today, his spirit lives on.
Adenhart’s family keeps his memory alive with the Nick Adenhart Memorial Fund, an initiative to enhance baseball on the grassroots level. The fund is raising money and distributing it to youth baseball organizations to help keep them alive.
