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Month: August 2022

August 28, 2022

Moor or less: Woody was always a presence in the pressbox

Last week, the South Bend Cubs named the pressbox at Four Winds Field after the late Forrest “Woody” Miller, my old comrade at the…

August 28, 2022

We all need to stop yelling “Loser!” and be kind

Thirty or so years ago, my son Bill joined his first basketball team It was at the Michiana YMCA, and this league for the…

August 25, 2022

Lessons learned from a different kind of DWI

Just last week, I was caught DWI.  But I am happy it happened, because it made me much more creative. In my world, DWI…

August 25, 2022

They went through Hell to see their daughter ‘Swim to the Moon’

When I told my older brother I was going to Hell, he asked if I was going in a hand basket. Last Saturday my…

August 23, 2022

I got Covid too, and I didn’t care for it

After spending a weekend wedged uncomfortably beneath a pair of uncooperative sinks and hacksawing through a collection of antique plumbing fixtures, the Monday morning…

August 22, 2022

Moor or less: A week with Covid and without a TV or wife

Could it get any worse? My wife was out of town for four days on a girl jaunt … our internet line had been…

August 22, 2022

Gus the gopher at least fared better than Gertie in our backyard

In the almost three decades I’ve lived in my modest 1950s-era south side South Bend home, my backyard has been a mini-wildlife/nature preserve. Nothing…

August 19, 2022

Next civil war could happen without a single gunshot

I’m frequently wrong about things. After the terrorist attacks on Sept. 11, 2001, there was immediate talk about going to war in Afghanistan. I…

August 19, 2022

Of predicting weather … spotting big cats … and already seeing Christmas reindeers

Well, it’s been a quiet week in Lake Christiann, my adopted hometown out there east of Edwardsburg, Michigan The setting sun is slowly drifting…

August 18, 2022

What’s your one percent in improving your life?

Rule number four in Jordan Peterson’s book Twelve Rules for Life states, “Compare yourself to who you were yesterday not to who someone else…

August 17, 2022

Moor or less: Can you help me out of my reading rut?

I’m looking for a few good books. Seriously, I need to get out of my rut of reading about rogue or retired CIA agents…

August 14, 2022

Here’s some questions to chew on

In the spirit of the current Twizzlers TV campaign, I just thought I would share some truly profound questions for you to chew on. …

August 14, 2022

It’s sad to see the church that helped raise me set to close

News of the impending end came via my brother. Although talk about the demise of Faith United Methodist Church had been circulating for months…

August 8, 2022

Moor or less: Both my wife and the frogs have embraced my bigger pond

 I expanded my backyard pond a few weeks ago. It was traumatic for both my wife and the frogs that were inhabiting its smaller…

August 7, 2022

A modest proposal for putting the college sports genie back in the bottle

College sports is a mess.  I think most people will agree with that statement. However, the ideas I am about to put forth I…

August 4, 2022

100 years ago, Studebaker reached the peak of its powers, or did it?

 It was August 1922 when Albert Erskine made an announcement that sounded too good to be true, and in retrospect, maybe it was. The…

August 3, 2022

Obituaries, like them or not, give many people their ‘final publicity’

I don’t like reading the obituary columns. Yet, I do frequently these days. It seems far too often I see the name of a…

August 3, 2022

Recalling a ‘Splendid’ night in Fenway almost 50 years ago

The year was 1973. Rangers-Red Sox at Fenway Park.  Ted Williams was the Texas manager, and he was around 53, as I recall.  There…

August 2, 2022

Owning a (tiny) part of a racehorse wasn’t prosperous, but a lot of fun

I wasn’t at the races when I fell in love with horse racing. It was a pre-dawn workout for the horses at the iconic…

August 1, 2022

A class reunion can be a good time for long-overdue apologies

The prom stories came out last weekend for my 50-year class reunion. Mine bordered on the pathetic. Through a fluke in the voting process,…

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