When I graduated from college I moved back home with my dad and grandpa. While I was away at school my dad had moved in with my grandfather to help take care of him. My grandfather was never a big baseball fan, but once I moved in he began watching Angel games with me and my dad. It became our time to bond and he became a huge Darin Erstad and John Lackey fan. Every night he would ask, "So what time is the ballgame on tonight?"

On Monday, he was sent home and put on hospice. The doctors gave him two months to live because of renal failure. On Tuesday night, we sat down to watch yet another Angel game, which none of us knew would be his last. As the game progressed, our excitement grew as we were watching GA do something very remarkable. When GA hit the grand slam to pass Vlad for the Halo RBI record, my grandfather gave us both a high five even in his weakend state. All three of us were truly happy during and after the game.

My grandfather passed away early the following morning with me and my dad by his side. I'd like to thank GA for making my grandpa's final Angel game such a memorable one. It's truly remarkable how a sport like baseball can bring families together in even the toughest times.