Where were you when you first knew what you wanted to do in life?

I was seven years old. I used to tag along with my brother Lorenzo, my dad and a group of Lorenzo’s hockey teammates on Sunday afternoons. They would play touch football at the park near our home. I was too young to keep up with a group of 14 year old's who were desperately trying to prove they could beat their fathers. I had to stay on the sideline and watch, but every once in a while they would let me in for a play or two that was designed especially for me. They would throw a pass my way and everyone played along and made it look just tough enough for me to believe that I was really running for a touchdown. Then I was sent back to the sidelines. On one particular Sunday there was a particularly heated disagreement on whether one of Lorenzo’s buddies was in bounds when the ball was caught. In an attempt to settle the argument Mike Edge who was one of the dad's asked me if saw the play. I proceeded to describe step-by-step exactly how it had unfolded, where everyone was, and where the player's feet were when he made the catch. Mike said, “You are going to be the next Bob Costas!" At that moment I realized that being a play by play broadcaster was what I wanted to do in life. Fast forward 14 years and last week I was in the booth at Klas Field providing the play-by-play football webcast for Hamline University versus Minnesota Morris. 

I ask you where were you when you first knew what you wanted to do in life?