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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The Delightful And Curious Essays Of Lew Hudson

When I first arrived at the Daily Globe in the winter of 1983 as a young sports writer with a full head of hair, one of my co-workers was regional editor Lew Hudson. This was at a time, of course, when the newsroom was blessed with not only his esteemed presence, but also that of…
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Summertime, And The Livin’ Is Sleepy

The dog days have arrived for me, I think, which means that unless I have something I must do, I tend to spend a little too much time nodding off in my easy chair these days. It’s even affecting my personal reading schedule. The books that I’ve set aside for future enjoyment have been unlooked…
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For Old Ballplayer, It Was About Time

When I looked at the photo of 80-year-old Earl Robinette seated by himself in the dugout of Comerica Park, where the Detroit Tigers play, I felt several emotions. I had to laugh because the plump old man looked quite comical in his official Tigers jersey and hat. He sat there alone, looking slightly overwhelmed, in…
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