We play baseball. We have two kids in baseball.
I took my son to play in Constanza, up in the mountains of the Dominican Republic. Forty kids showed up. Between them they had one bat, one glove, and maybe one helmet. Some had no shoes.
Back home, every kid on my son's team swings a five-hundred-dollar bat. There are two or three thousand dollars of bats in our dugout on any Saturday.
What shocked me most wasn't the bats. It was the baseballs. A ball costs two dollars. For these kids it's four hours away in the capital, because nobody sells them in the campo. Think about a kid who doesn't always have food, and how he's going to get a baseball four hours away.
So I started asking the other parents in our league. Every one of them said yes. Old bats, gloves, cleats, helmets. In February I'm flying down, picking up the boxes myself, and handing a bat to every kid on that field.
We've been blessed. We want to give back. And I want my kids to see it.
Chris ColladoFounder, EC Money



