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From the moment I first discovered I could read the “Dick and Jane” books my mother had previously read to me, by myself, I was in love with reading and…
I know it’s just a game and in the bigger picture, not that important. But maybe that’s why I love it so much. Baseball makes me forget about all the…
My mother was not a good cook. Judging by the final products, I don’t think she liked preparing food or cared much about either taste or presentation. I remember sad-looking…
I’m wondering this morning how much more this country can take under the Trump regime before there is an implosion or explosion. Every day it gets worse. Yesterday, at the…
I was born in the city of Philadelphia and didn’t know that I’d ever be able to leave. It didn’t occur to me that anyone could move away from where…
Young and Dumb I’d just graduated from college and had no idea what to do with myself. I moved back to Philadelphia and into my parent’s house. My father soon…
When my daughter, Jessie, asked me to write something about love for her wedding ceremony, my first thought was, man, that’s gonna be hard. My second thought was, “Wow, Jessie…
Men and Sports I’ve played and watched sports for most of my life. And in some (maybe many) ways they have shaped who I am. I don’t think I’m going…
Changing Tides When I stepped outside this morning and smelled the cool air mixed with the mist off the Pacific, I knew that Fall would soon arrive. The feel of…
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