Welcome back… It’s been a while. I think the last time I flexed my fingers and managed to type an entry onto this humble site, my Lions were actually playing quality football.
Welcome back… It’s been a while. I think the last time I flexed my fingers and managed to type an entry onto this humble site, my Lions were actually playing quality football.
Eighty years ago, more than 132,000 Allied troops stormed the beaches at Normandy or parachuted in behind enemy lines to drive Germany out of France and the Continent.
I don’t remember much about the first time I ever saw Bill Walton play basketball, but I’m told I was captivated.
The Lions win. I am still unclear how I am supposed to feel about this truly foreign feeling.
As a sports fan, there are a lot of mental gymnastics you do.
The other day, my dad came home from a walk on a wet and windy morning wearing a blue, fleece Nike hat with earflaps.
Last week I got notice that one of my high school teachers, Bob Anacker, passed away at 77.