Hospice care promoter, and Minnesota Twins great, Harmon Killebrew announced today that he himself will enter hospice care and give up his battle against esophageal cancer. He is a good man, a hall-of-famer, and he is a part of every Twins fan's memory.
My father, who was a life-long twins fan, was the first one to teach me about Harmon Killebrew. I can remember sitting in the now deflated Metrodome as a boy with my dad. I would watch a game that I was learning to love, and listen to my dad share stories about the old Met Stadium, and Tony Oliva, and Jim Kaat, and Rod Carew, and of course, the great Harmon Killebrew.
My dad passed away almost ten years ago now. And like anyone who has had to say goodbye to a loved one in their life, I miss my dad. Every time I
watch the Twins play, I think about him. This year my brother and I had my dad's name engraved on a memorial wall just outside the new Twins stadium. There's a quote by Garrison Keillor at the top of it. And fittingly, it stands a couple dozen feet away from the statue of my own childhood Twins hero, Kirby Puckett. It also stands a couple dozen feet away from my dad's childhood Twins hero. The statue of Harmon Killebrew.
James Earl Jones told us in Field of Dreams that
Mr. Killebrew, if you ever run across this piece, I want to thank you for all the memories you've given so many of us. But mostly, I want to thank you for helping my old man fall in love with baseball. May God grant you peace.