So much experienced last week. Some truly tragic involving loss.  Revelations about hurt inflicted on others. Developments (ongoing) on the government side (not just in D.C.). A very successful function supporting a great program including its two centers serving seniors (where I serve as board chair). A great concert and an anniversay both of which I had blogged about in advance.

This morning I reserve for Number Five (5). A great Met; probably their greatest position player to date. The guy hit, performed in the clutch, stole bases, fielded and led.

The Mets gave the Captain a well-deserved day at Citifield yesterday.

He played and batted third. He was next to the player who played SS next to him longer than any other Mets player combo.

I suspect a few more to come including retirement of the “5” that graced his uniform.

Marisa “owns” a signed bat and wears his jersey when she attends Mets games here or at Dodger Stadium. And growing up she wore 31 (early on she became the number one catcher on her team).

David Wright spoke briefly, graciously and with love to the fans after the game.

Here’s hoping he plays a role with the Mets, perhaps in a meaningful way in the front office or on the field. The saga should continue.

Thank you to Our Captain.

And of course someone smart and thoughtful with the Mets knew to play this Free classic as #5 left approached the dugout following his address.