Herm Helps Provide Food for Thought, Soul and Stomach
One of the ways in which I prevent the onset of adulthood is by competing in a Strat-O-Matic baseball league, a board (computer) game that simulates the previous-season performances of players. Our 20-team circuit consists of mostly old college buddies in the Philadelphia region, but we have members spread across the country.
The league is dominated by Phillies fans and Mets-Yankees rooters. I, of course, am the only Reds fan, which means the Pete Rose barbs freely float my way (half-heartedly defended by the Phillies fans old enough to remember him playing). Easily the biggest Rose detractor is Mike “Herm” Herzig, a dyed-in-the-wool Yankees fan, which leads you to believe he is an arrogant jerk. But, despite the fact that he pulls for the Bronx Bombers (which is like rooting for Bill Gates to earn another million dollars) and constantly picks on Rose, Herm is a good man whose deeds speak volumes.
Herm has twin passions aside from baseball: Spending time with his nieces and nephews (the man himself is a confirmed bachelor) and helping to raise awareness for the less fortunate. One of the organizations he helps support with his time, sweat and tears is the Community FoodBank of New Jersey.
The FoodBank acts as a central food and aid distribution center for non-profits that serve individuals, soup kitchens, food pantries and shelters. It also offers an endless array of programs, including a kids division that focuses on feeding and clothing the underprivileged, enabling them to better focus on doing well in school.
Herm is a little reluctant to talk about his involvement, noting that he is only one of many people who dedicate time and effort to the less fortunate. Instead, he prefers to encourage anyone who will listen to give of themselves, either by writing a check, donating canned goods or picking up a ladle. (Those FoodBank folks stretch a buck like few others, so cut a check and let them do the shopping.)