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Uwrt Letter To You
Uwrt Letter To You
Uwrt Letter To You
hospital on the Delmarva Peninsula. Just like his wife he is very active in our church, and
also loves to watch his kids play their respected sports and constantly give the refs a hard
time. Last but not least are the family dogs, which are two rambunctious Yorkshire
terriers. They may only be about 10 pounds and the size of your average cat, but they
have somehow come to think they are larger and fiercer than all the other dogs in the
neighborhood.
Next, church has been a very big part of my families life for as long as I can
remember. I was both baptized and confirmed in St. Peters Episcopal Church, which is in
my hometown of Poolesville. I grew up with two very involved parents and a deacon as a
grandfather. As I grew up my parents put me into all the programs they had for kids,
including everything from VBS every summer to the typical Sunday school. Around eight
years old I was allowed to start to serve as an acolyte and torchbearer every other Sunday,
allowing for me to gain a new perspective on how the service is run. The older I got,
meant the more responsibilities I was given. Starting off with the easier tasks such as
reading one of the readings here and there, then later moving to the more important tasks
of Eucharistic minister, thurifer for the Christmas Eve service, and giving the
message/homily to the congregation. Around the age of 14, I joined the Committee of
Youth for the Episcopal Diocese of Washington D.C.; there I was able to help plan and
staff events for kids all over the Diocese of Washington.
Another facet of my life is sports, from the tee ball fields that seemed to go on
forever, to early morning practices out on the basketball court and the many miles ran on
the track, sports have always been another big part of who I am. Just like many little kids
my dad put me into tee ball and I had a natural liking for the game of baseball, so I stuck
with it for many years. Whether it was the dead of winter or the grueling heat of the
summer sun beating down, it was baseball drills, practices, and games year round.
Participating in recreation teams to keep up my skill to the yearly travel team that went
the final round in states for 2 years straight, creating a name for my self everywhere I
went. However, this all came to an abrupt halt when I found a love for the game of
basketball during my 6th and 7th grade years. The feeling of the constant rush of the game
and the screams of fans is so addicting. Even if your lungs and legs feel like they are
about to give way after ten suicides or a few ten in twos during basketball practices, the
agonizing pain suddenly becomes worth it when you hit the game winning shot from
deep or being able to play in the biggest rivalry game in history in front of 1600 people.
Once all the excitement from basketball season is over the track season is soon to follow.
Bringing forth coaches that know all to well that your body is capable of running the next
400 even if your mind thinks that your legs have turned to Jell-O. Following that mid set
I was not content with just running an open sprint event, I had to find something that gave
me a challenge, so I chose the 300 and 110 meter hurdles. The hurdles add in another
variable to the ever-challenging sport of running by giving the runner an obstacle to
repetitively jump over. In addition to hurdles I participated in high jump, discus, and
whichever of the relays they needed me in for that meet. On the opposite side of the
spectrum is the slower game of golf, which I play a lot with my dad and friends at our
towns country club. The serenity of the game is always a great way to unwind and just
focus on hitting the little white ball hundreds of yards. Then there is the always pleasing
scenery that comes with a perfectly kept golf course overlooking the river.
These are the important parts of my life that have molded me into the person I am
today. Here I am at UNCC to see how this experience will continue to mold me into a
potential provider in the field of architecture. The story continues and I look forward to
see what the future holds for me.
Sincerely,
Connor Hall