Didn't have all that much connection to ND growing up. I watched the games and was a fan, but had no family who had ever gone there. However, I had a great-uncle who had been accepted and planned to go but was killed in World War II. His sister, my grandmother, began praying that one of her children or grandchildren would someday get to go to ND. She never said anything about it to anyone, but the day I decided to go she told me that it was one of the happiest days of her life because she would get to go with me to ND and light a candle at the grotto for her brother that never had the chance to go to ND. When she came to visit, I think she cried the whole time.