What’s this? A column from an erstwhile sportswriter who shut down his business and walked away? Well, something has happened that demands I say something, and this website is still up and running, so. . . . now my two cents . . .
I first met Ben Sanchez when he was head coaching the Capitan boys basketball team, and continued to follow his coaching career as he went to Ruidoso and Hondo, also coaching numerous youth teams along the way.
I wouldn’t say I knew him as a friend, but as a professional. I respected him as a coach and leader of youth, he respected me as a writer that was dedicated to giving those youth their deserved accolades in print.
While I may never have thought of him as a friend in the traditional sense, I know many others did. He was loved and respected by friends, family, fellow coaches and athletes alike, and I know his passing is more painful than many of them can bear.
I pray for his family, for the athletes he coached and was supposed to coach, and for his dear children, who now have no father in this world. As the father of young children myself, it’s been a terrible fear of mine to leave my little girls way too soon.
As always when I write these, I never know how to finish them. Maybe that’s because I know life continues after a dear loved one passes, and we have to keep moving along. It’s the most difficult thing to do, and yet we have to. We all do, and we all have to support each other the best we can while we do. It’s exactly what Ben would have done for someone else, and I believe it’s what he would expect us to do now.