I was born in February 27th, 1976, to two married parents, and a sister, who is two years older than me. My dad worked in a bank branch, and my mom, a former teacher, stayed home with my sister and me until we were in school. Childhood seemed pretty normal, although we weren’t poor; we certainly lived a very simple life. I remember my mother would occasionally say, “hey, I have been saving some money, let’s go out to eat.” Although exciting at the time, going out to eat meant something like Arby’s, nothing fancy.
My father has always been very into sports, which translated over to me as well. My mother was interested in music and the arts, which was passed on to my sister. That seemed to work well. I remember at age five going to my first Cincinnati Reds game. From that point on, baseball became my favorite sport. I played many other sports growing up, basketball, football, soccer, but baseball was my favorite.