All I’ve got is a photograph

Pyromania was Def Leppard’s breakthrough album, and I remember it well. I was 14 when it was released, and a freshman in high school. When “Photograph,” the best song on the album, came on the radio the other day, I was instantly transported back to the point in my life where I owned this onContinue reading “All I’ve got is a photograph”

It was a lucky number

In the spring of 1975, I was signed up to play baseball for the first time.  I found out, as I had never really thought about it before, that being left-handed narrowed down my choices for baseball gloves considerably. In fact, there was exactly one glove for left-handers in the entire store: a black gloveContinue reading “It was a lucky number”