(Just Like) Starting Over

It wasn’t quite like inviting a Red Sox fan to Yankee Stadium. Or Michele Bachmann to an ACLU convention. But I got quite the invi...

When I was a little kid, my mother use to leave me notes in my lunch box. That’s how the letter started. The letter came my way ...

High School was a wild ride for me. Not in the Spicoli sense. More in a revolving door kinda way. 9th Grade. I graduated...

A few months ago my 12-year old son and I went to a Major League Baseball game. We got there early. For batting practice. We...