September 11, 2018

This morning I was sitting on a bench in  park. You know, as one does. There was fog rising off the lake. Dew was glistening in the early morning sun. People were taking walks, having jogs, and I was there trying to soak it all up. 

The bench was under a tree. No o...

September 10, 2018

I look for meaning in things. 

When I would play basketball as a kid, I had to make the last shot before I put the ball away. 

When the Cubs were in the World Series in 2016, I stood with my hands on my knees because they seemed to play better when that was happening. 


September 5, 2018

Sometimes I can be a bit cynical. Slogans and mantras are fine for other people, but I’ll just stick with being a Gen Xer and feel above everything. 

The other day, however, I found myself inspired. I was inspired by an unlikely source. I was inspired by my arch-nemesis...

September 2, 2018

“It’s happening.” 

That was the text I woke up to yesterday morning. It was from my sister, Valerie, and it was sent at four am.

 That’s a little early for things to be happening, I thought to myself in my early morning stupor.  I was about to ask her what she was talkin...

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