In side Jordan Yates' locker are many things. Some, like the twix bar and poptarts, are just for a quick snack. Others, like a poster of Ric Flair, remind him of his childhood. Some even are just for entertainment during downtime, like his Ipad. But one item stands out from the others: his golden cross. As a child, Yates grew up in the fostercare system. By the age of five, he had already been in over ten homes. Most of the families were just looking to make a bit of miney by housing the children, but one family was different; the Smith's, a family from New York, gave Yates the loving enviornment he never had. When Yates was thirteen, he was kicked out of his fosterhome during a drug fueled rage by his psycho foster parent. He was alone, walking in the rain, when Mr. Smith drove by. Smith, a devout Christian, quickly offered Yates a ride to get out of the rain. Once in the car, Yates explained his story. The Smiths felt compassion for the young teenager and took him in. They cared for him, fed him, gave him a roof over his head, everything. They helped give him the oppritunity to play football in college. Unfortunately, during Yates' sophmore season in college, both Mr. and Mrs. Smith died in a tragic car accident. The cross was one of the first things they gave him, and it reminded him of how they truly had saved his life. He wears it everywhere he goes, even on the field, because for just a moment, it feels like they are still with him.
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