I spent the afternoon alone with my 80 year-old, legally blind father. He insisted on raking and bagging leaves because in another week our town has leaf pick up and he didn’t want to wait for someone to help him…
Tag: Family
Back in the saddle
Baseball on Sunday
I have vivid memories of my childhood. Growing up, Sunday was the day we spent at my grandparents’ house. They had five children and seven grandchildren (yes, this is the smaller side of the family) and each Sunday, no matter…
I got a feeling there’s a miracle due
My father turns 75 years old today. Eight years ago I gave a speech at his retirement party. I’ve since lost the text to the speech but part of it touched upon his love for the Red Sox, his belief…