There are people we come across in life. People who mean something, people who you know are good at heart, and people who improved the world by being in it. In my world of baseball there were pillars in the comunity that exemplified these characteristics. One of those pillars was the a wonderfull family family, more spicificaly their son, Shaun.

I was lucky enough to play alongside and against him, his brother, and his father. In those days we were all children on a play ground, and yet combatants on a battle field at the same time. You held the highest respect for those who played the game honest and true, and developed bonds with those certin people that would not be severed through time. Like comrades in arms, our ties to the past rest in glorified compition where humility in victory and defeate built the character and class that makes us who we are.

Rest in peace Shaun, my old friend, I'll always remember you for you class and competiveness, and your boyish smile. You were one of the best. My thoughts and prayers go out to you, your family, friends and loved ones.

-Marteney