BY DAN RALEY
Husky Stadium, Sicks’ Stadium and the Seattle Center Coliseum gave me refuge, places to escape for hours at a time, happiness instead of hopelessness.
Growing up in Seattle, I lost both of my parents by my first year at Roosevelt High School. My mom and dad were tragic headlines in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer and Seattle Times, gone in an instant. There was no handbook for a teenager on how to handle this. Rather than feel sorry for myself, I let sports become my guiding light.
I played everything: varsity football, basketball and baseball at Roosevelt.