I went upstate yesterday to attend the wake of my long time softball coach and friend. During the train ride home I was feeling sad and guilty that I wasn't around when he was ill. I had no idea he was sick. I closed my eyes for a nap hoping that somehow he knew I would have come to see him had I known. A few stops later I opened my eyes again to a full train. People were standing in the aisles. I glanced at the head in front of me and there was a man wearing a baseball cap with the embroidered word "Coach" on the back.

Thanks coach.