Baseball

  • Seven Hills

    There’s something fascinating about a town that is no longer there. Some towns disappear slowly. Others almost overnight. Even so, long after the stores close and weeds take root in the sidewalks, their stories remain. In 1984, oceanographer Grace Walker Hughes discovers an old mining map tucked inside a notebook from her childhood. The paper…

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  • Brooks Robinson

    Brooks Robinson

    I loved Brooks Robinson for the obvious reasons. He was a wonder to watch as he played the hot corner. But here is another reason to love him. In 1966, Frank Robinson joined the Orioles, and the two would often call themselves brothers. Brooks came of age in Little Rock, Arkansas in the 1950’s, a…

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  • Tell me your life story in 4 minutes. This is a question I have been asking my friends and family. Their first reaction is stunned silence, a deer in headlights. Then slowly, the wheels begin to turn and they speak, measured and careful words, maneuvering around covered landmines. The years roll away and they become…

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  • The Unfolding Highway…part 1

    I remember watching my Dad fold a road map on vacation while driving the highway. It is a lost art and the original texting while driving. Those maps had memory, and if you ignored the memory creases, there could be a thousand ways to fold the map, but only if you got in a hurry.…

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  • Icebergs in Corn Fields

    When Belinda Carlisle of the Go-Go’s sings “Heaven is a place on earth” I stop whatever I’m doing and sing along. ‘Ooh baby do you know what that’s worth, you make heaven a place on earth’ It happened today, in my truck while driving to Tulsa and a blue-haired lady with a handicap sign hanging…

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