I was sitting at my desk in the back of the newsroom at the Pacific Daily News, in a 10-story tower in the capital city of Agana that is notable only because it was the only 10-story building in Guam, when the phone rang. It was my brother Charlie. It was one of those calls that,… Read More Of a certain age
Almost 20 years have passed since The City Too Busy to Hate last hosted The Big Game. But it’s happening again. The Super Bowl is coming to Atlanta. In a sobering, unavoidable, undeniable fact, the Super Bowl — brace yourself, COTNS — already is here. Tom Brady rolled into town over the weekend. The team that the… Read More Super Atlanta
Every new year, our very Southern neighbors prepare me a dinner plate. They’ve been doing it for years — they’re great next-door neighbors — because, in the South, that’s what neighbors do. And they do it because they know that I love it. They come to their back gate, which opens up on our cul… Read More Black-eyed peas and collard greens
Several years ago, journalists at The Washington Post loosed their considerable investigative resources onto the world of pro football. The dogged scribes there weren’t digging into Deflategate or drug problems or skinflinty millionaire owners or brain injuries or men in too-tight pants who like to punch women in their off-hours. They were instead breaking down… Read More The problem with football
We try again. The last page flips, we all take a breath (or go on a societally approved bender), the new year arrives and we try again. We take a minute to look back on the year that has passed, go all Auld Lang Syne on it (or, in the case of 2018, bury it… Read More An old story, a new start
When I was much younger, living a life much, much different than this one, the thought of having kids, of being a father, was completely laughable to me. I grew up in a family with seven kids. I know how difficult it was for Mom and Dad. I remember the tough times. I remember gravy… Read More Parenthood
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