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Declan

I leave rown in the last ten years and with that growth, it may have become one of the ear, but it’s also taken a toll on me When I first started out, I wanted to ear to help prevent injuries I played the game myself; one injury was all it took, and I was out A torn ACL at the age of twenty-four Before that happened, I felt like I could conquer the world I busted e and was drafted into the NFL, built up my name and then two years later it was over Just like that, one into sports co or even beco to help prevent injuries on the field

Now at the age of thirty-four, I’m ready to slon For ten years, I dedicated my life to my company

I ease into my car, start it up with the push of a button, and leave the heavy Sterling Heights traffic I could have called my driver to take me to the private airport that holdsin control helps me relax The curves of the road, the way the car purrs It helps ease the chaos that I seem to be surrounded by lately

My phone rings through the syste “Dad” across the screen and as nore this call

“Old Man,” I say with a chuckle into the car audio system

“Har fucking har, Declan” I can tell he’s rolling his eyes and trying tohis sixties, but he could run laps around souys

“Everything okay?” I question

“Yeah, ouldn’t they be? Can’t a dad call his son and check up on hi me now

“Justsure, Pops,” I say to him

“You heading to South Carolina?”

“Almost to the airstrip no are you and Mo to the airport