Think Back, Back, Back – Who Was Your Childhood Hero?

Imagination. It is a beautiful thing. Albert Einstein once said that, if he had to choose between knowledge and imagination, he'd choose imagination. A pretty smart guy!

Remember as a kid, maybe six or seven or eight or so, how that imagination could take over your mind and suddenly, even though you were only under a tree in your yard, you were in a cavalry fort, or maybe a castle or perhaps a major league baseball stadium?

Or better yet, you were riding a stallion alongside your hero, chasing the bad guys and winning the west!

So the question becomes this: Think back to that young, tender age. That age before the claws of reality set in, before life hardened you, years before cynicism crept into your bones. Who was your hero?

For me, I suppose it was a baseball player, a Minnesota Twin, a man (larger than life to me!) named Harmon Killebrew. Every day I'd open the paper and quickly search for the Twins boxscore. How'd Harmon do? Well, in my warm memory, he homered!

Heroes came in all shapes and sizes, they were men and they were women, they made us laugh, they rode through the old west, they played sports or maybe they were just our friend.

Rex Allen Jr. had a great song a few years back, 'Where Are The Heroes'.

I hope my Grandkids (and yours) can have heroes, heroes that always win, where the good guys always beat the bad guys. Is it real? No, of course not. But they don't have to know that yet.