Jason Bay - Personal

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Bay and his wife, Kristen, have two daughters, Addison, who was born on November 19, 2006, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and Evelyn, who was born on September 16, 2008, in Boston, Massachusetts. Their son, Garrett David Bay, was born on May 3, 2011 in New York City.

Bay's sister, Lauren Bay Regula, is a professional softball player who pitched for Canada in the 2004 Olympics, and was on the 2008 Olympic team as well.

Bay remains friends with Edmonton Oilers center Shawn Horcoff, who was also born in Trail. He is close friends with Cleveland Indians center fielder Grady Sizemore, who was also a groomsman at Bay's wedding.

In Bay's opening interview with the Boston media, he stated that his father was a die-hard Red Sox fan who had bought him a Red Sox onesie to wear when he was young. Bay believed it was still in his parents' basement along with his two childhood TV room posters of Red Sox greats Jim Rice and Carl Yastrzemski.

On Thursday, July 2, 2009, Bay became a U.S. citizen after a ceremony at Faneuil Hall in Boston. During the offseason, Bay resides in his wife's hometown of Seattle, Washington, and recently had a house in Larchmont, New York.

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