Game ready

I remember the first time I ever saw a microwave oven. It was about 1978, and my dad’s college roommate who lived in Tennessee had one. He showed my dad how to make an egg in it, which maybe took 30 seconds, and my dad was sold on the concept. As soon as we got

Giving the gift of baseball

In what feels like another lifetime, I was once a high school social studies teacher. I did it for four years, which was just enough time to learn that I couldn’t do it for my long-term career. I knew the subject matter, and could recite all the eduspeak buzzwords that anyone wanted to hear, but