“The Lion Looked Us in the Face, and We Looked Back.”
I never cared enough to have a favorite basketball player growing up. I could never understand why people bought their jerseys. The idea of …
Settle Down
Sometimes you know exactly where you belong. It feels like Finland– an alcove everyone overlooks, oriel architecture no one ever notices, a depression just …
“I Want to Go for the Gusto.”
“I want to go for the gusto,” he said, leaning forward and forming a fist, recalling a conversation from 50 years in making. It …
2015: The Year of the Given
2015 will be the Year of the Given, where Life will become known and established as fact. I will stop using metaphors to describe …
A Place to Hang My Hat
I was getting the hang of hanging in the balance; of twisting in the whirlwind of Philadelphia, Finland and Baltimore. Of New Jersey, New …
In Writing. In Business. In Sports.
In writing, they call it the creative process. In business, they call it design thinking. In sports, they call it two-a-days, lifting, training and …
Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Freezer
Sometimes, when I can’t sleep at night, I read Billy Collins. He reminds me of an old adage When it’s late at night and …
Dubious Nutrients
When I have carbs, the sugars are digested in my face, ballooning my baby fat cheeks to a roundness that erases the dimples in …
Tell Me, What is it You Plan to Do?
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do With your one wild and precious life? -Mary Oliver, The Summer Day I distinctly remember …
