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    April 18, 2011

    Fore a par and birdie, with a slice of mini

    It’s kind of odd that I was asked if I happened to have a column in me this week, one that was sports related, when I was daydreaming about wailing on golf balls at a driving range. Even though it was thundering and pouring out, I still had an itch to see just how far I could drive a ball. My upcoming wedding, the rising prices of everything, not enough hours in any given day and a garden full of a million iris …

  • Published
    October 27, 2010

    Room for improvement

    I will never boast to be the best at anything ever in my life. I’ve got the outlook that there’s always room for improvement. Start at the bottom and work your way up. I also know to be careful when you’ve worked your way up because there’s always someone behind you doing the same. However, at the age of almost 10, I didn’t exactly want to be standing in the kiddie line at the go-kart track. I’d let my ego …

  • Published
    September 22, 2010

    27 years and the cliff

    For a near five-month stretch, my life was so busy and full that not only did I have to cut back my five-day-a-week gym routine and near daily walks with my dog Dunkin, I even stopped washing my car. Actually, I have to take that last part back. In the middle of a rain storm back in June or July I washed my car. I started washing, it started raining and I kept washing. It’s a painful thing for me to see my …

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    August 5, 2010

    Behind old walls, a house has its history

    When I brought my dog Dunkin to our new house once all of the demolition debris had been cleaned up, I was fascinated by his reaction. Sheer terror at being inside, pure joy while romping in the large yard outside. Dunkin, who is a nosy and curious spirit, sniffed around very quickly on the first floor and made his way to the stairs to the second. He looked at them, then with his ears back and eyes wide, looked …

  • Published
    June 2, 2010

    Growing up and strapping on that helmet

    The other day, talks of motorcycling filled not just the newsroom, but most of the building. The warm late spring air has everyone itching to get out and on a motorcycle if they have one. My boss, Ken, asked if I had a bike, and I replied “I’ve got a mountain bike.” Then a comment was made jokingly about asking to borrow my mountain bike helmet for a potential passenger on a motorcycle. With that, not only did I …

  • Published
    March 3, 2010

    Car racing is about showing me the money

    The day after Christmas, I begin one of three countdowns. Not just to the start of the Major League Soccer League season, or the start of spring when I can get my kayak in one of the area lakes, but to my favorite time of year. I start the countdown to when on a Saturday night or Sunday afternoon, I can ask the question I probably ask a million times during roughly 10 months. “How are my drivers doing?”That can …

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