Reds baseball, and Opening Day more specifically, has been a central theme of my family ever since I can remember. It’s been woven into the fabric of my family’s life and has provided the back drop for some of my fondest memories and major life events. I can remember like yesterday my late mother forging doctor notes year after year excusing me from school and taking me downtown to experience the hustle and bustle of the Findlay Market Parade and the dark peanut laced concourses of Cinergy Field. Those kinds of memories aren’t the kind forged by classrooms and rule following, they are the kind of memories formed by a shared passion for something that represents so much more.
Family, Memories, and an Appreciation for Opening Day
