My name is Dennis Holt and I’m a 90’s baby who’s grown up in the suburban city of Yorba Linda, California. Living in the peaceful setting of the suburbs, I’ve been sheltered from many influences that come along with growing up in a bustling city. However, in my opinion, this has benefitted me and shaped me into the person I am today. I can proudly say I’ve taken a rather respectable route towards adulthood in that I’ve never used drugs nor have I had a single run-in with the cops. My parents have disciplined me to do well in both the classroom and in my everyday life. I am the first member or my family to attend college. Both my parents were raised in household where money was an issue and budgets were tight. They both went to work the day they graduated high school and have become successful members of society. Their dream for me was to get a college education and live the well-educated lifestyle that they missed out on. While I work hard in the classroom, my primary passion in life is baseball. Since I was just a toddler I’ve been playing the sport and have been worshipping the professional baseball players for as long as I can remember. My dad played baseball growing up and has practically been my personal coach since I was old enough to hold a bat and throw a ball. He knows me almost as well as I know myself and will push me to perform my best. Even after two rotator cuff surgeries and a replaced knee, there isn’t a day that goes by that he isn’t willing to go out and throw me some batting practice or hit me ground balls. Now that I am here at UCLA and competing for a starting position on the baseball team, I look back and appreciate the enthusiasm and passion he had in helping coach his boy to become a Division 1 athlete. That is why I do what I do.