In 2004 I was at another of my daughter's soccer practices on the Parade Grounds. I realized I was burning out on travel team commitments and needed to do something for myself. I looked up and saw the tennis bubble and immediately walked over and signed up for group lessons. That is where and when I met Paul. Quickly struck by what a warm, kind person he was. Always had a little smile on his face. And filled with great tennis knowledge. Sometimes I was frustrated by how verbal he was! I wanted to do, not listen but he started me on my path to a life long love of the game. I will always hear his voice: "split step Michael, split step!".
In 2004 I was at another of my daughter's soccer practices on the Parade Grounds. I realized I was burning out on travel team commitments and needed to do something for myself. I looked up and saw the tennis bubble and immediately walked over and signed up for group lessons. That is where and when I met Paul. Quickly struck by what a warm, kind person he was. Always had a little smile on his face. And filled with great tennis knowledge. Sometimes I was frustrated by how verbal he was! I wanted to do, not listen but he started me on my path to a life long love of the game. I will always hear his voice: "split step Michael, split step!".