“There's nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.” -Red Smith

Looking Back

Jan
19
Posted at 12:09 am

My eldest son, Joe, is trying to save my life. Even if it kills me. “I want you to be around to play with my grandkids,” he said. No big deal, I thought. For Joe, grandchildren are probably only a decade away. “I’m only 56, Son,” I said. “I think I can make it for [...]

Nov
23

I don’t know how God does it. Seriously. I can’t figure it out. How He sits up there or out there or wherever “there” is and allows us to learn important lessons by going through hard things that just naturally happen to us during the course of our lives . . . well, I just [...]

Nov
02
Posted at 2:05 pm

I can relate to Kim Kardashian. No, really. I can. Aside from the fact that I’m a 56-year-old, slightly frumpy (OK, more than slightly), conservative male who never stepped on a red carpet in his life, I can totally understand what she’s going through right now. Forget that I don’t know a single detail of [...]

It’s the middle of the day. You’re walking – or driving or working or bicycling – along a busy highway that borders a university campus when you come upon a serious traffic accident that has just occurred. A motorcycle is lying on the roadway, in flames. A badly damaged automobile is stopped near the motorcycle, [...]

Sep
04
Posted at 4:54 pm

(The following column was written Tuesday morning, Sept. 11, 2001, as events unfolded. It is reprinted this week in remembrance . . . and hope.) The world changed Tuesday morning. A thick cloud of smoke and dust still hangs heavily over the New York City skyline. Firefighters and emergency personnel are responding to crises in [...]

Jul
07
Posted at 9:38 pm

Lauren and Travis chatted casually as they drove down the highway. It was past dark – a little darker than usual because of a missing street light or two. But their mood was light and the music on the CD player was upbeat. It was a great night to be young and alive. Suddenly the [...]

Mar
23
Posted at 11:33 pm

My colleague, Sharie, was tired.  You could see it in her eyes, on her face and in the way she walked. She was weary.  Worn down.  Exhausted.  Drained. No question about it: a classic case of NPSS.  You know: New Parent Shock Syndrome. “Long night with the baby?” I asked. She nodded.  “I think he’s [...]

Jan
26

In my real world job (as opposed to the world of newsprint and electronic signals in which we meet each week to share thoughts, experiences and ideas), I close roads. Well, OK, technically I don’t actually close the roads.  I just tell people that the engineers and construction workers with whom I’m employed are going [...]