God bless Kirby Puckett. He played the game like a man and enjoyed it like a boy. May we all find such passion in our life's work. As a baseball fan, Puckett was everything you wanted in a ball player. He never let up, never gave in, and every so often made the impossible happen, the true sign of a Hall of Famer. He always seemed so happy, like the only place he should be was on the diamond. He made you want to watch the game. I was never a Twins fan, infact in one of his two World Series championships, I was actually rooting for Atlanta, and still I couldn't help but smile at Kirby Puckett and the way he played. He did it the right way. Sad as this ending is, he will always be remembered for everything that is good in baseball, everything that is good when a person is doing what they should be doing, and enjoying every second of it. In the end, can any of us ask for anything better? Take care. Later, Butch