Doesn't that last sentence sound like a dream, a goal, or a mission statement...Its wonderful when people get behind one idea. Today that idea benefited me and my family. Mostly me for selfish reasons, but my wife was thrilled because she got to see me be consumed by happiness. She even said to the Fenway people that though she is not a fan of baseball, she is a fan of family. That is the very best kind of fan.
We were driven around Boston by the most expensive ride (thank you CHB Transport) and received and welcomed by wonderful and kind people (thank you Will, Erin, and Mark). Today's experience in Fenway will resonate with me for the rest of my life. We got to walk all around Fenway Park, go inside the Green Monster and even sign Zoë's name amongst so many famous people's names who have passed through. I even got to graffiti the Pesky Pole. It says Zeppo and Laura loves Zoë. I sat in the Red Sox dug out and we even got to go into the locker room. We didn't see any players, but I saw their lockers and all of their names. Today was great. It is right up there with October 22nd, 2011, the day I finally got to meet my daughter. The moment that made me so happy was when we first walked into the ball park and immediately I noticed the warmest message ever on the jumbotron. "The Boston Red Sox Welcome Zoe Young and Her Loving Parents to Fenway Park." How classy. No matter how many times I looked at it, I was amazed and humbled. Thank you, Red Sox!! Thank you!!
The most important piece of today was a little girl named Zoë. Last season, all season long, I imagined that I would take my daughter home after her birth just in time to watch the Red Sox win the World Series. Needless to say that never happened. But I continued to dream that one day I would take her to the stadium on a game day. When I was growing up in the 80's, I loved baseball, to the point where some people didn't' want to talk to me because all I would talk about is the Red Sox. It was one of the few things my dad and I obsessed over. He raised me a Red Sox fan because, in his words, "You always root for the home team." He also never played into the rivalry between the Red Sox/Yankees. I'm sure the Brooklyn Bombers have broken his heart on more than one occasion, but he taught me that they are a great team and I should respect them. Much to a lot of Red Sox Nation's chagrin, I admit that though I do get into the rivalry, I also enjoy watching the Yankees or listening to them on the radio.
I know that I will never take Zoë to a Red Sox game. But I will always and forever revel in the fact that today, my sweet daughter took me to Fenway and allowed me to have the most amazing tour where most people never get to go.
One more thing. Laura bought a ridiculous amount of helium filled balloons. She tied a note to them in a plastic bag. I won't say what the note read, but that this website was included. We walked out onto the grass in left field and placed the balloon strings into Zoë's hand and let her clench them. Eventually she let go and the balloons flew away somewhere in the direction of southern New England. Perhaps one day, a visitor on this website will repeat the message.
A mighty thank you goes out to Jen Fox Croft, Children's Hospital, The Jimmy Fund and the Front Office at Fenway Park. You hav