When I was maybe 10 or 11 years old, I read a book called The Masked Marvels about some of the best catchers in the history of Major League Baseball. It was one of those school-age chapter books, probably acquired from a Scholastic book sale. I still remember the cover, with a photo of Milwaukee’s […]
Read more "A Fragile Calm"
Late Friday afternoon, we found ourselves racing down a New Jersey highway. Well, “racing” is an exaggeration. We were crawling, stuck in bumper-to-bumper weekend getaway traffic. I nervously eyed the clock. Ryan was due at the ballpark at 5 p.m. for the finale of his week at sports broadcasting camp. He was due to interview […]
Read more "Take Me Out to the Ballgame"
I had big plans for this morning’s post, but then my train showed up minus a car, meaning no place to sit, meaning no place to blog. So you’ll have to make do with a teaser. The photo is of Ryan at a minor-league baseball game Friday night, sitting with his peers from a one-week […]
Read more "Just a Bit Outside"
I spent much of what was a three-day weekend alone with Ryan. Friday, we went to buy him new skates, went out for pizza lunch, and went for a long walk together. Saturday we took our second (annual) trip to a Yankees game. We left the house before 11 a.m. and did not return until […]
Read more "Bonding – Without Speaking"
The soundtrack of our compact house often sounds like this: a constant pounding — two-finger, hunt-and-peck style — on the keyboard in Ryan’s room as he types his hockey stats. Music from his iPod speaker, usually early vintage U2. And lately, the squeaking of his Air Jordans on the hardwood floors. To all those sounds […]
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