Hal Sparks - Personal Life

Personal Life

Sparks is an outspoken activist who regularly participates in charitable events for organizations like AIDS Walk, Farm Sanctuary, the Lilli Claire Foundation, Imagine a Cure and the Marijuana Policy Project.

In 2010, Sparks used his CPR skills to help resuscitate an unconscious, elderly man at the Los Angeles International Airport. He was aided by Katrina Onyett, another passenger who happened to be nearby when the man collapsed.

In May 2011, Sparks announced he'd become a father during a special Ustream show on Father's Day. He debuted his son Camden Harrison Sparks at the 2011 AIDS Walk in Los Angeles.

Sparks has studied martial arts since the age of 8 years old and holds belts in Karate, Tae Kwon Do, and several forms of Kung fu including Wushu

In 2012 the Pittsburgh Pirates began using the iconic "Zoltan" hand gesture from "Dude, Where's My Car" as a good luck symbol to turn around a 19-season losing streak. After a Twitter campaign to encourage the "real" Zoltan to appear at a game, Sparks flew to Pittsburgh on July 25, 2012 to throw out the honorary first pitch, and was on hand to see the Pirates win 3-2 over his hometown team, the Chicago Cubs. Also there to support the team was Hal's girlfriend, Summer Soltis, whose family are from the area and Pirates fans themselves.

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