Happy New Year!

23 days. 23 days into this year, and I finally feel like I can breathe. Day 1, of course, was the start of the New Year. Friends, family, pork, and greens. NFL Football. Day 2, was a credited vacation day. The Rose Bowl and watching Penn State. It was a great game, even though we lost.…

Faith

The year is 1987. I’m living in State College, Pennsylvania, a sophomore at Penn State, sitting in my friend Bernadette’s apartment. That ass. That ass comes on TV. Those boots! The leather! The stubble! The guitar! How can you miss it? How can you not bounce around, shake your own ass and sing along with…

The Coolest Mom Ever

She stood ten feet off of first base, score-book cradled in her left arm as she watched the batter walk up to the plate. First pitch…ball. Second pitch…foul… Third pitch…a hard strike to the third baseman whose glove hit the ball wrong and sent it careening behind him. “Get moving,” she hollered as he scrambled,…

Spud, Wilson, Mr.

Home Grown

I understand. I get that you grew up in a different world and time from me. You were bred, born, steeped, submerged, drowned in the culture that they call a “hometown.” Your whole family has lived in the same place for over 80+ years. Your relatives are a stone’s throw away from you. That’s fine.…