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RIP Coach Dean

I first met Coach Dean several years ago as he walked off of the high school practice field one afternoon.

He stopped me, asked who my child was, and then proceeded to rattle off all of the wonderful qualities about my child.

Coach Dean was not paid to stand on that field each day.

He was a volunteer.

He attended practices and games, pacing the sidelines with the other coaches.

When I shared the news of his passing with Rooster this morning, Rooster’s face fell.  Rooster recalled a few of the funny things that Coach Dean had said to the players and a few of his antics during away games.

The kids, simply put, adored him, and the parents did as well.

Thanks for the memories, Coach Dean.  The sideline will seem empty when soccer season rolls around again.