My fondest early childhood memories revolve around my father, Wrigley Field, Ernie Banks home runs, and a great big box of Good n Plenty for each of us. My pops was stationed in Great Mistakes (Great Lakes for the non USN types) IL, and I got to watch a few Hall of Famers play. Dad was underway alot, so this was one of the few memories that stand out.
Whenever he was home, he made sure he took a lot of time for his two boys. And because of that, whenever I eat any kind of licorice (my favorite candy), I think of how awesome my father is, and how blessed I am to still have him with me.
