I vividly remember leaving home to live in Salinas, California to go to college there. I didn’t have a driver’s license, a car, any life experience beyond some summer jobs.

All I knew was a catcher was needed and the school I was out already had one, well actually like 5.

After moving my meager possessions into our shared apartment and my best friends dad left, it really set in that I was doing adult stuff.

It was a scary and exhilerating time. I went on to be all conference that year, got a great job at Red Lobster as a waiter, fell in love for the first time, and got my truck.

It was a momentous time, a time of great personal growth, a time of testing personal limits, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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