The San Francisco 49ers have a proud history on the gridiron, but the stories and memories they give to the fans is what makes them truly memorable.

With this being the 70th anniversary of the 49ers, we will be sharing fan stories. First up is Abree Dominguez, who shares a family bond through rooting for the 49ers.

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If I were a boy, my first name would've been Joseph. Since I'm not, my name is Abree, but my middle name is Montana. Either way, Joe Montana has been a huge part of my life.

My dad loved the 49ers. They were his team, and I was born in the 90s, so when I was born, things were going great. This team meant so much to my dad and brought so much happiness into his life. I remember when I was little not really understanding how important this was to him. He would watch games, and I would just brush it off and hangout with my family. But everyone who knew my dad knew how much he loved his San Francisco 49ers. They knew how important Sundays were to him. They knew not to mention the Seattle Seahawks, Oakland Raiders or Los Angeles Rams. They knew that this team brought so much joy into his life that it was almost too crazy to rationalize it.

My dad taught me how to love the 49ers. A few years ago, I started really following football, I remember watching a game or two with my dad while I was growing up, but I never really knew the players, or knew how amazing it is that I'm named after the greatest player of all time. I never realized how happy a team of 53 athletes could make me feel. Now, I know the history of the team. I know that five Super Bowls are great, but six would be amazing. I know that Jerry Rice will forever be the G.O.A.T., and I know that this team has helped me grow more than I ever thought possible.

My dad passed away from heart failure on September 27, 2013. The day he passed away was the worst of my life, nothing worse will ever happen to me. Before he passed away, we were talking about how excited we were to watch the "Thursday Night Football" game, the 49ers were playing the Rams in St. Louis. When I found out my dad passed away, it was hard but I still sat down and watched that TNF game and felt my dad with me.

In July of 2015, I got 49 tattooed on my left wrist, as a reminder of what I love and the memories that I created and shared with my dad. People think it's silly that I have the logo of a team tattooed on my body, but this team has my heart.

Last August, I moved to San Francisco and transferred from a community college in Los Angeles to the University of San Francisco. My dream job is to work for the 49ers, I want to work in communications and operations. So I packed up and moved. I go to most home games. I work hard so that I can pay to make my way down to the South Bay to go to the games.

I wouldn't have had the courage to move here if it wasn't my love for this team. The memories that have been created because of this team are memories that I will cherish for the rest of my life. They are memories that I have from being a little girl, to being a young woman in college. This team makes me so happy.

My favorite memories are because of the San Francisco 49ers.