When I was in my late teens, sittin’ around waitin’ for my life to begin (while, as Springsteen sings, “it was all just slippin’ away“), I wrecked the family car. Drove it off a country road not far from our house on the way to taking my little brother to some kind of music practice.… Read More Poor, Poor Me
During my first semester of college, in between learning to catch a screaming frisbee behind my back (I should have been in class) and drinking unfathomable amounts of beer (I probably should have been studying), I wandered through a slightly advanced English class — trust me, it wasn’t that advanced — in which I was… Read More If At First …
One late July day in 1999, months after the end to another spectacular season in his Hall of Fame career and just weeks before he was to report back to Detroit for his 11th year in pro football, Barry Sanders fired off a fax (remember those?) to his hometown newspaper (remember those?). “Today,” Sanders wrote,… Read More That Time
Like the proverbial pair of gloves in a hockey fight, like the wheels on my so-called golf game, like the peeling paint on the back deck and that famed dress at an after-prom party (so I’ve been told), the masks are coming off. Some 15 months after we all were forced behind our cloth shields… Read More On Masks and Freedom
An electrician, a very friendly Southern gentleman with a twang as thick as Stone Mountain, is poking around the wiring on our deck right now, trying to ascertain why a couple outlets there don’t work and why the fan runs, at top speed, about as fast as I do. Down in our basement, a basement… Read More The Joy$ of Owning a Home
The whole idea of needles, when you stop to think about it (which I’m already realizing is probably not something you want to do), is pretty medieval. Throw in the slightly kooky concept of vaccines — which are often, but not always, an actual smidgen of the very sickness that you’re trying to avoid —… Read More Coming Out
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