The angel touched my life; David Freese gave me life.
The angel and David Freese. The divine duo that saved me, then rejuvenated me.
It's October again, the month that spins dreams for baseball fans. The month it all started.
Oct. 8, 2009. Erin Meines had been visiting a mutual friend in Denver. Erin — a luminous lady, an effervescent goofball, a stunner with blonde hair that was seemingly illuminated, making her appear almost angelic. Erin and I hit it off all week, but this October night, while she and our friend went out, I stayed in: The Cardinals were on.