Seventh Heaven

For this blog, I was encouraged to write about my belated return to fast-pitch softball. Last week, I emerged from a four-year retirement to participate with twentysomethings and thirtysomethings in the national Class A tournament in North Mankato at the age of almost-60. But it didn’t go the way I hoped. I had a chance…
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Maybe Tebow Can Save The Twins (Or Not)

I don’t begrudge people from pursuing their dreams, no matter who they are. My own father, a couple of years before he was drafted into the Army after the Pearl Harbor attack, was already 24 years old when he accepted a tryout with the St. Louis Cardinals organization. He didn’t make it. He told me…
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Aging Gracefully Takes Time

When I graduated from high school, I suddenly became aware that I was becoming an adult. When I got married, I realized I’d just graduated again to the next “phase” of my existence. Then came fatherhood, another welcome step. It wasn’t until I retired from active fast-pitch softball that my phases began to coax the…
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Learning To Lose At Apples To Apples

People tell me I’m a competitive person, but in my defense I assert that I’m only competitive in things that matter. Like sports. If the activity is something like, say, the “Apples to Apples” party game, I can take losing in stride. Apples to Apples, in case you’ve never played it, is a silly game…
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Lord, I Was Born A Ramblin’ Man

For someone who’s never been known as a roustabout, I certainly seem to do my share of moving about. The Mrs. and I have been happy as clams in our Worthington home after moving back here from Mankato about three years ago. But here we are, boxing up our belongings and moving again — not…
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