I feel incredibly fortunate to have grown up in a close-knit family where we truly enjoy spending time together. From an early age, my parents instilled the importance of family. My grandparents have always been a constant presence—sharing stories about their lives, cheering me on, and reminding me of my heritage. I see my aunts, uncles, and cousins all the time, not just at holidays, but for birthdays, vacations, and weekend get-togethers. It’s like having a built-in group of friends who care deeply about you. I know not everyone has that kind of connection, and I don’t take it for granted. Growing up this way has made me feel grounded, loved, and proud to be part of a family that puts each other first.

When my grandfather was hospitalized, it made a profound impact on me. He had always been a fixture in my life—whether sitting in the stands at my baseball games, talking about our beloved Chicago Cubs, or competing head-to-head when we watch Jeopardy! together. Even when he got out of the hospital, it was clear he faced a long road to recovery.

That experience inspired me to found Baseball Generations, a movement dedicated to helping my grandfather and other senior citizens reconnect with the rhythms of life through the rhythms of the game. Stories about baseball hold a unique power due to the sport’s deep cultural and personal resonance across generations.

Read about my personal journey to build Baseball Generations and find out more about my interests.

Fun Fact: I was born in Hong Kong and attended Carmel School, a Jewish International School, until we moved back to the United States.