Not too long ago I heard some folks talking about how bad things were nowadays and how kids just were not the same. How they have no direction and how they have no heroes to look up to. It got me to thinking about what makes a hero and who were mine.
It just so happens that I have been fortunate to have two heroes in my life whose example I have tried to follow in good and bad times. I have tried to be like them but I often fall short. They are my heroes not because of fame and fortune but because of character, pride and the confidence they have always instilled in me.
One of my heroes I never met. Roberto Clemente died when I was only ten years old but already at that time he had made an impact. Not only because he was one of the greatest baseball players of all time. But primarily because everywhere he went and whatever he did he let people know that being Puerto Rican was nothing to be ashamed of. That we were not second class to anyone and that we were to always be treated with respect and that we should treat others with respect. I was never going to be the player that Clemente was but I knew I could carry that pride everywhere I went and that no one would ever take that away from me because I had the great Clemente as my example.
My other hero is more important. Without exaggeration I can say that most of what I have done and tried to achieve in my life has been because of his example. He has always been one to bring a smile to my face. As a matter of fact no one makes me laugh more than him. He has always demonstrated the kindest most forgiving heart, even towards some that I don't think deserve it. Though he often talks about toughening up and being less easy going towards others that is just not his nature. He will give you the shirt off his back and never once will he do it with the thought of what he is going to get in return.
Though he often talks about how proud he is of me it can never approach how proud I am of him and how much he means to me and my family.
My brother is the greatest man I have ever known and he is my ultimate hero. On this Thanksgiving Day and every day I give thanks for him.
1 comment:
I agree with Ernie's comments regarding both of his heroes. I too have always respected and admired both of these men for their quiet dignity and integrity.
At this time I would also like to mention the many unsung heroes, mothers and fathers who toil endlessly, oftentimes under heavy burdens, to give their children not only the necessary material things but that most important endless nurturing loving care which will make them emotionally stable individuals. Bringing up children is no easy task, bringing them up to be decent, contributing members of our society deserves our
greatest respect and admiration.
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