Orville Wilson
You were there weren’t you.
I felt different that night. I felt stronger, more energetic, and more focused. Now I know why, cause you were there.
You held my hands as I rocked them back. You opened my eyes to see the seems and you guided my bat to square the ball up at the perfect time.
Thank you Grandpa. Thank you.
I remember your eyes before you passed away. They pierced through me with firm belief. Your eyes spoke of a belief that no matter what, you were going to get my first professional homerun. You always spoke to me like you believed in me. You were one of few who truly believed in me. That ment a lot to me Grandpa. It ment a lot then, and it still rings in my mind now. That you believe in me.
Thank you Grandpa, thank you for being there for me, for believing in me. For setting a goal before me that no one else thought I could accomplish.
I love you Grandpa, and even though you are gone, I know you are still here. I know you were there that night, watching that ball fly over the fence. The crowd began to cheer but I could not hear them. Instead, I heard your voice say, “I knew you could do it.”
Well Grandpa, I did it, and I did it for you. This is your ball, your homerun, and your trophy to cherish. Without you believing I could do it, I may have never accomplished it. This ball is yours forever Grandpa. I will encase this in your gravestone so you can have it. I promised it to you, and now it is yours to keep. I did it grandpa, I finally did it… Thank you for always believing in me.
