I will always remember my father's influence on me with baseball. It started with spring training and throughout the year he would pick a game that we would go as a family. It didn't matter what was happening on the field -- my father wanted us to enjoy the evening and root for the local team. He eventually got a ball cap for the team and would learn a few of the player's names. Now that he is gone, I feel that baseball is not the same without him. Though I still have the memories of all the games he took us to.