When I was about 9 years old, my Sunday School teacher asked me during class who my hero was (I think she was fishing for Jesus, who I do follow and admire greatly by the way). I responded "Hank Aaron." Her rejoinder was, "But will he be your hero when you're 40 years old?" I didn't know then, but when I turned 40, Hank Aaron was still my hero and, at age 67, he's still my hero today. Just an absolutely graceful presence in the game and a class act off the field. I'm right now looking at a couple of the biographies of him that are on my office library shelf and I imagine I will pick them up again in the days ahead.