Baseball Is Life: The Enemy

It's easier to shift the blame to electrons and think of us as a meaner society now that we can send insults and threats at the speed of Internet. But I've been struggling with Being Nice long before the screeching of a modem dial-up entered it.

Baseball Is Life: Cicada Gas Station Juice

I suppose I could back a team and a town where this never happens in the first place, but the cicadas are where the uproot isn't. And I am rooted. Even when I'm unseen, living apart for a while, I'm clinging to this patch of Earth.

Baseball Is Life: The Fork

What you see here is a fork in the road. These are two articles I wrote for the Concord Monitor of Concord, New Hampshire. I was three weeks out of college and on a job interview. What better place for a po... Read More...