Negron: Tears For Sons and Country

I have seen New York through many of its lowest lows and highest moments in my lifetime. From “The Bronx is Burning” of the late 1970’s through the boom in this century I know we are a city of resilience, and a people who usually make me very proud. Most of my life, from when I was 17, I have also been honored to be associated with the New York Yankees, from batboy to community consultant. It is as much a part of my DNA as my Latino blood is, and that also makes me proud.

Every day I lay in bed and dont fall asleep until my youngest son Ricky gets home. If my older son is working then I wont have a comfortable night because he works through the night.  They are two of the most decent people that I have ever known. I must add that I love them like a mother hen. I am so proud of what they do because they are proud. They want to be the best at what they do. They both made sacrifices to become police officers. My oldest son, Jon-Erik, had a cushiony job at Chase Manhattan bank and he was good at it and my youngest Ricky was playing professional baseball. They both became Suffolk County Police Officers for the same reason, they wanted to help people. Im not saying that Ricky was going to be an all star baseball player because he wasnt. However if he had the same passion in baseball as he has at being an honorable police officer then he might have had a chance. Throughout the years they both got to live and witness me working for the Yankees. They got to know the Yankee owner, George Steinbrenner. They got to see him instill kindness and goodness into me so that I would share what I got from him to others. He would tell them the importance of what I had to do in these New York Communities so that I could help my fellow man. Everyone knows the story of Mr.Steinbrenner catching me outside Yankee Stadium doing graffiti. Instead of having me arrested he made me a Yankee Batboy. Some people thought he was making a mistake by giving me this opportunity, but as we all got to know about the Boss is that you didnt tell him what to do. The one thing that he told me was, Dont You Ever Make Me Look Bad.”  I once asked him how I could possibly pay him back and he said, Never forget where you came from and never be afraid to extend a hand to the young people that will follow you.I have always taken his words to heart and I think that my sons live by that code also. Being a police officer is not always what you see on television.  Last week Jon-Erik got a call about a mother going into labor and delivered his fourth baby.  Another time a baby wasnt breathing and he had to clear the babys throat in a difficult procedure. When the baby started to breath Jon-Erik cried with joy. Today he is that childs godfather.

With Ricky I had the scare of my life because I was pulled out of a theater because he was involved in a shootout and taken to a hospital. I didnt know if he was ok. My eyes were filled with tears because I was scared. I thank God that Ricky was alright. He was not shot as was my first thought.

These days I attend these protest rallies because I want to respect the cause.  I was always a fan of Dr. Martin Luther King and peaceful protest. I also want to see young people do the right thing. I want them to know why they are there and not because “Joe from upstairs “is going.  I also fear for the safety of our police officers and want people to understand that almost every one tries to do the right thing. Coming from the streets of the Bronx Brooklyn and Queens, I have had my fair share of experience with NYPD and I will say that most of the time I thanked God that they were there. This past couple of weeks were no different. While I attended a rally with my Yankee cap on, I almost got into a bit of a scuffle with some young people who were looking only for trouble, they ignored all the peaceful protesting going on around them and wanted to incur violence. In all honesty it was my Yankee cap, which many young people identify with, and the kindness and calm of others, including several police officers, that diffused a very ugly situation and helped instill calm.

And speaking of the Yankees, baseball, even on these streets, remains a common ground of discussion. The amount of Yankees hats that I saw in the crowd from every walk of life is astounding. If baseball came back would it help calm the tensions? I’d like to think so, because it is a common ground for so many. We need the game just like we need healthy discussion and we need the helping presence of the good people in law enforcement.  During our most darkest moments in our countrys history, baseball was always there. Im not saying that it will settle anything however many of the protesters that know me always had the same question, when is baseball coming back?

As someone who has seen this escalating  from so many sides, the community as well as from the badge, I am hopeful that we will all meet in a proper p;lace. We need to listen, we need to learn and we need to grow together. It’s not easy. I have seen us overcome issues before and use sport, and baseball, as a unifying point, and I think we will again. Until that happens we need to be smart, be safe, and keep finding common ground.   

I thank my kids and all who are in public service, and I thank all people for believing in America. I have great faith that we all just want to make it better.

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