“When one door closes, another door opens; but we so often look so long and regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.” – Alexander Graham Bell
One door in my life is closing tomorrow when NDG Minor Baseball holds its Annual General Meeting. After sitting on its Board as Assistant Treasurer, President, or Director of Communications since 2006, the time is right to step aside to give another parent the opportunity to make a difference. Throughout these years, the organization was fortunate to regularly send teams to Little League National Championships and even more fortunate to see two teams advance to the Senior League World Series, making my job as Director of Communications that much easier.
I am thankful that, through my association with NDG Minor Baseball, I have become familiar with so many fantastic volunteers, with the local Borough employees, and with the local politicians. People such as Steve Glazer, Frank Martinez, Terry Doucet, James Rankine, Lionel Geller, and Bobby Titleman make a huge difference to the kids of the community through everything they do for the players, parents, and association.
There is one person who I met along the way who is the most special of them all. My first recollection of Carey Ashton was back in 2004 when his Major Lynx team was one win away from advancing to the Little League World Series at the National tournament in Brossard. To watch a man with Muscular Dystrophy coach a team of teenagers from a wheelchair is magical. To see a man with Muscular Dystrophy get thrown out of a provincial championship game over a pitch count violation is also surreal. He is the kindest, most patient man, who taught all his players life lessons they didn’t even know he was teaching. Had I not joined the Board of Directors I likely never would have met Carey, which would been unfortunate. I wish the new Board of Directors the best of success. I will be watching the association’s progress with great interest.
With this door closing, an already slightly opened door is opening a little wider. Since the summer of 2013 I sit on the Board of Directors of the St. Patrick’s Society of Montreal. This past June the Society and its members confirmed me as its Secretary, a humbling honour to say the least. The St. Patrick’s Society is the oldest of the “national” organizations in Canada, having come to life on March 17, 1834. The Society recently lost two Officers to resignation. As a result, this past Tuesday the Board was tasked with filling the vacant Treasurer and a vacant Vice President position. My colleagues have shown their confidence in my abilities by confirming me as a Vice President, one of three. Vice President is only a title. I continue to do the same things I was doing, for the most part.
While I look back at the closed door without regret and with great memories, I look forward to the open door with great anticipation for the Irish season to come. That’s from February 1 to April 1, right?