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A Salute to a Friend

A Salute to a Friend

A couple of weeks ago, several men from the church were working on tech upgrades. We took a break from running cables and mounting cameras to call a friend who was in the hospital. Rich put his cell ...
The Old Gym

The Old Gym

The building shown at the top of this blog was the original high school gymnasium in my hometown. According to the 1926 yearbook, it was built in 1924. Sounds about right. I wasn’t born yet, ...
Who Needs a Real Basketball Court?

Who Needs a Real Basketball Court?

I watched my eight-year-old grandson, Ben, play basketball last week in the new park district rec center, and thought about my early experiences playing ball. I grew up in a small town in southern ...
No! Say It Ain’t So, Tom

No! Say It Ain’t So, Tom

It can’t be true. Tell me it’s just a rumor. You’re still a young man, and at the top of your game. You can’t retire now. You’ve got ten more good years to go. Check ...
The Dreams of the Everyday Tuba Player

The Dreams of the Everyday Tuba Player

I was downtown the other day because I needed a haircut, and after getting trimmed, I took the time to browse my local record store. I waved to Pat Sheridan, the owner of Hott Waxx, and admired the ...