I was a fairly typical suburban New Jersey high school kid just starting my sophomore year when the idea of moving to Argentina was first brought up. My father had been offered a transfer from Exxon and I was being given the option of vetoing it as I was midway through my mediocre high school … Continue reading
When last we were together in this space, I was waxing poetic about a nearly 12-year-old dirt colored Volvo. It was the final piece in an automotive genealogy of my driving life. A few of those in the know felt as though the story had one notable omission. It did and it was intentional. There was … Continue reading
I’m a car guy. I don’t recall quite when happened but at some point in my youth I became interested in all things cars. As a very little kid, I had a deep and abiding love of Matchbox cars. In fact, I can tell you the very first purchase I ever made was somewhere around … Continue reading
I’ll admit it, when I first started this blogging project of mine, there was part of me that envisioned becoming some sort of professional writer. It is, in fact, something that I fancied doing since middle school when I first started reading Stephen King novels. He, being a writer, has chosen to frequently have writers … Continue reading
When I was in high school I began volunteering on our local ambulance corps. Most New Jersey towns rely on volunteers to staff both their fire and ambulance services and Madison was no different. My mother and one of my brothers were already serving on the Madison Volunteer Ambulance Corps and I often “rode” with … Continue reading
Halfway through our trip we awoke to a sunny, blue-skyed Minnesota morning. Over a decidedly mediocre motel breakfast, Ted and I set about trying to rate all the stadia we had already been to in our lifetimes. For a long time, I had Pittsburgh’s now-departed Three Rivers Stadium as my worst ever. Between bites of … Continue reading
Seattle is really very far away from Boston. So, years ago, when I determined I would like to see a game in the Kingdome before it was torn down, I had to come to terms with the fact that it would simply cost too much to fly to Washington State for one game of baseball. … Continue reading
I don’t know about you but I am infected with a near constant state of wanderlust. Anytime I go someplace new, I am excited at the prospect. I remember distinctly that, in 2006, I was absurdly excited to take a business trip to Columbia, South Carolina. I don’t know if there is a city that … Continue reading
I’ve heard the stories many times and so have you: men who hope against hope that their first child (or any number of children thereafter) is a boy. Why? Well, they need that someone to watch the big game with. They need a boy, apparently, to play catch with, shoot hoops with, or, I don’t … Continue reading
I am no tremendous athlete. I never have been. Point of fact, the peak of my athletic life came a few years ago in co-ed underhand softball when, over the span of a 13-game season, I was actually able to hit pretty well. I finished the season with the second best batting average on the … Continue reading
Who really knows anymore?
juice, crackers. tv.
All the mid-life, none of the crisis
The Four Father 