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Tears to my eyes
Since I have been away from home (almost a year now), there have been a lot of tragic losses consisting of people younger than me or my age. It’s not just within the last year, it’s been like this since I’ve graduated. It’s sad. As terrible as it is to say, luckily, I haven’t been close to anyone that has really passed away in the last few years. However, I know that if I was, I would be lost without that person. I wouldn’t know how to handle something like that. In my 21 years of life, I have been lucky enough to not experience such loss.
A few days ago, on Wednesday, a boy in high school passed away. He played football and from what I’ve read, he was a great kid. He impacted everyone’s lives for the better. There was no one that didn’t like him. I didn’t know him, however, the way the community of LaPorte, Indiana and surrounding areas handled the tragic loss, amazes me.
He passed away during football practice a few days ago due to an unknown heart condition.
-I’m sure someone is questioning me and wondering why I care so much or what I have to do with this.
During my high school years, I was at every single football practice and every single football game for my sophomore, junior, and senior year. I basically assisted the athletic trainer for my school. The best way I can describe an AT is basic on field emergency care. First aid. Supervising the health of student athletes. I stood out on the field and watched guys play football, filled up water bottles, made sure no one got hurt. I loved it. Even though I didn’t play, those guys were pretty much my brothers, my teammates, etc. It was one big family. We were together six of the seven days of the week.
Knowing that this is what I did during high school and hearing about this boy that had passed away during football practice, breaks my heart. He was so young. Everyone around him was so young. I can’t imagine how the AT felt, let alone the girls that are doing what I did. I know that if I was to witness something like that, I would be torn to pieces. I would cry nearly every night. I can honestly say that I am heart broken right now knowing all of this.
Even though I don’t know this kid, I still know the coaches. I know what it is like to be part of the LaPorte High School football team, sidelines or not, because I invested just as much time into that team as the players did. I know what it is like to be a part of the family.
The community is what really amazes me. Nearby football teams are showing their sympathy and support for the loss of this high school athlete. Other high school football teams wore orange (LaPorte colors) during their football games last night to show their support. It wasn’t just one school either. It was multiple schools. That is what gets me; the bond between athletes, football community, surrounding communities, the friends and family, the love and support.
I have never ever been more proud to call LaPorte, Indiana my hometown.
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