Remembering Grandpa Johnnie

This Saturday we buried Rachel's grandfather, Johnnie Hajek, Sr., in his hometown of Shiner, Texas.  His obituary provides a detailed account of his life, accurately reflecting that he was a great man and an American hero.

I had met Johnnie three or four times before he ever told me he had fought in the Army in WWII.  It was my fifth or sixth visit before he told me he was a prisoner of war.  He never once told me the details.  Just that he survived.

On the battlefield Johnnie was strong and impossibly courageous.  In life he was humble, kind, smart, funny and loving.  My wife and children are incredibly blessed to share in his genetic legacy and he will be greatly missed. 

Welcome to Fort Bend County! What's Your Dream?

In six days Rachel and I are moving the family from Houston's Energy Corridor to the suburban utopia of Sienna Plantation in Missouri City, TX.  

Old House

New House

Our commitments to public schools and splash pads couldn't be any stronger.

The Astros Experience

Liam's first baseball game started with a pedicab ride from the parking lot.  The four minute trip was the happiest event of my child's life.  He laughed, he yelled and he made this face the entire time:

After eating hotdogs in the Club Level we made our way to the seats in time to watch the mighty Jon Singleton send the Minute Maid train scurrying down the tracks with a deep home run to left.  The excitement of the choo-choo was almost too much.   

Finally, Rachel did her thing and got Bo Porter to throw Liam a ball.  Liam used the ball as a spoon for his helmet-cup of ice cream.  

It was an amazing night that he will never remember.