(I first wrote this story in June 2019. I've made a few updates.) I created the line-up card and handed it into the umpire. When the baseball game got started, I called for the steal. I switched players. I also made the long walk to the pitcher’s mound to take out the starting pitcher and... Continue Reading →
Going home again: My hometown through adult eyes
When I was a kid, I hated that we lived outside of town away from most of the other kids in my school. The distance was a mere three miles, but it felt like 3,000. To my way of thinking, we may as well have lived in another country. I should probably explain, when I... Continue Reading →
When I think of my kids
I thought of my daughter today. My sons were there too. They were all young, still in their pajamas and they were all lying on the living room floor, coloring in their coloring books, watching Saturday morning cartoons. I see all three of them clear as day. Two with wispy blond hair, the third with... Continue Reading →

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