Stories Told. Lives Changed.
When I was a kid my dad use to carry me through the silver turnstiles that guarded the concrete spaceship known as Veterans Stadium so we could watch bad baseball, together. In the mid 1980’s the Phillies were a bad baseball team. So bad that if you went to the supermarket and bought an 8 […]
It’s July and I’m standing along a sun-splashed sideline watching my son embroiled in a heated little league baseball game, sweating. Chase’s team mans the field. There’s a runner on first base. Two outs. They are losing 6-4. Chase is playing second base. He’s got a pair of black socks pulled above his calves, his […]
Below is an excerpt from a story I wrote three years ago called “The Wink”. The story, set in 1994, recounts a championship baseball game I played in and serves as a tribute to my father. He turns 63 this week. …At the height of the evening’s drama, dad looked down the first base line […]