I guess I am at that point in my life. Where my childhood begins to go away in rapid fashion. These last couple weeks have been horrible and unexpected.
Sandberg was awesome growing up. Him and Mark Grace were actually my first memories of watching the Chicago Northside Baseball Club. Then came Sosa, of course.
This one stings. Big time. The same thing happened when Ron Santo passed almost 15 years ago. It will bother me for a long time.
Sandberg was one of the best to do it. I still have my Hall of Fame plaque I got at a game in 2005 after he was inducted. I will cherish it forever.

July 29, 2025 at 6:34 pm
This month has fucking sucked massive amounts of ass. Far too many people were grew up on have gone. I don’t know if this is appropriate or not, and if it’s not, I apologize, but this things like this make me believe there is no fucking god. It’s always the good people who die too soon, and the fucking assholes in the world seem to live forever. Strickly my opinion, I know, and I do respect other people’s right to believe as they choose. I hope we get a break on losing the people we looked up to as kids and young adults. This does hurt Fro.