“My older brother Dave taught me to play catch. His approach was simple, ‘Learn to catch…or die.’”
When Debbie first said this, I laughed and commented that it would make a good t-shirt motto. Then I learned that Dave was 13 years older ...
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Day #67
I was a feminist long before I got married or became a dad to two daughters or before the word became such a weighty and divisive term.
All my life, I have had strong women who taught me and challenged me and shaped the way I live and ...
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Day #66
Like me, Bill graduated from SMSU. In 1961 and in 1997 there were two directions represented by the first “S” on the front end of the college’s name — Southwest. I always took pride in the first “S.” Even though the ring of “MSU” has grown ...
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Day #65
Before we even threw the ball once in this ridiculous March wind — gusts up to 50 mph! — I felt a pop. I looked down and there was a loose string on my old glove.
It took 28 years to break my first string on my favorite glove. It’s almost ...
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Day #64
I woke up this morning repeating a two-word mantra from some ridiculous dream I had, “Monday miracle.” I don’t think I’ve ever put those two words together. I told my daughters about the words as we tried to remember dreams on the way to ...
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