Running into my past self

I write about coming across a younger version of myself and seeing a part of me that I hadn't thought about in a long time. The boy, probably about nine or ten years old, threw the football up in the air — not too high, just a few feet above his head — and caught …

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Faith and the sound of metal on metal

I swerved the car left than right, skimmed off the concrete barrier and then back out on the road and crashed into the rear of another car. I looked up in the mirror just in time to see a third car strike us squarely in the rear-end.  Seconds earlier my wife, daughter, our three-year-old family …

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Trying to understand

When it comes to life’s little challenges and annoyances, I tend to see things in black or white. And unfortunately lately there are a lot of things that don’t make sense to me. I call this, the things that make me go hmmm column. You be the judge: --I pulled into Wawa recently. (As I …

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Buckle up your seatbelt, the concert is about to begin

I love to drive. A sunny day, the purr of a finely-tuned engine, a full tank of gas, clear road in front of me, maybe a coffee or soda in my cupholder, and I can drive for hours on end. Unfortunately, I’ve faced more than a few congested roads and a seemingly endless list of …

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Blog Anniversary: ‘Why do you write like you’re running out of time?’

Let me set the scene. The thirteen colonies have fought a long hard battle. But now their tenuous new government, strung together by a weak Articles of Confederation, is in danger of breaking apart.   Alexander Hamilton comes up with the idea of writing a series of essays, which he calls The Federalist Papers, urging for …

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Growing up poor

I write about the 24 hours that changed my life, flipping our middle class lifestyle upside-down. The change shaped my childhood and who I am today. As you would expect, there are some facts about the day, more than thirty-seven years ago, that remain fuzzy. And then there are other elements about the day that stand-out like …

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Fifteen years later, the memories remain fresh

When I think about the September 11 terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and the fourth plane that crashed in Western Pennsylvania fifteen years ago, I’m struck by the smallest of details that I remember about the day. I remember how beautiful the day was in Pennsylvania. Or at least how it …

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The NFL: Thumbing its nose at fans

The National Football League sneezes and it coughs up tens of millions of dollars. The moneymaker that is the National Football League  kicks off its 97th season tonight, when the defending Super Bowl Champions, the Denver Broncos, take on the Carolina Panthers. The NFL is as popular as ever. Last year, 205 million Americans watched …

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A kid with a bright future

From the ashes of frustration and pain come success. I write about my son's hard work to overcome a significant challenge and reach his goals. When my oldest son was a young boy in the second-grade, I would sit with him on his bed and help him read whatever book he brought home from school. …

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Faults, flaws, and foibles

We all have our little idiosyncrasies. With my kids all home this summer to poke and prod me, I’ve become even more painfully aware of mine. Here’s three stories that have me shaking my head at myself literally, figuratively, and everything else in between. Go away. Yea, really go away I was sitting one early …

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