May 30, 2023 Years later, I’ve got that dream job … sort of At my worst, one thought kept me from being a total failure. If all else fell apart, I could move to Texas and work…
April 29, 2023 Finding treasures and treats in small town settings Bad news, the bartender said. We were in the Fulton Pub for our first time, shortly before noon on a Friday. Those words from…
March 23, 2023 DNA keeps spreading, just like a plague I’ve written down the number 524,288 just to remind me how fortunate the four Bradford brothers are. For the past three decades, I’ve been…
March 16, 2023 When banks forget about Lenny and the like I’m not an expert on bank failures, but I remember a lesson that came in a handwritten note from my father about 25 years…
February 26, 2023 There were heroes, and Rudy too, I guess I have a habit of talking too much when I meet people at Notre Dame. I drive shuttle vans during the annual alumni reunions….
February 18, 2023 We must find ways to address our sordid past I’ve been trying to think clearly about the reparations movement. Sometimes I feel like we’re all in a whirlwind about this. The premise is…
February 2, 2023 Wisdom doesn’t need to pass you by A few years back, I saw an older man on a park bench and knew I had to stop for a talk. I was…
January 25, 2023 The truth of it is, we had our own George Santos A good brain holds data in neat filing cabinets, alphabetized and ready for recall. Others, like mine, have stuff stored every which way, in…
January 20, 2023 Emergency Rental Assistance program gets high marks It’s hard to get people to agree on anything. For example, just 84 percent of Americans – and 66 percent of millennials – were…
January 16, 2023 More than you need to know about my LPs This shouldn’t take three months, but it probably will. I’m reorganizing my stereo LPs. I hesitate to use the word “collection” to describe what…
January 10, 2023 If you’re fightin’, you’re not winnin’ If you’re fightin’, you’re not winnin’ In 1974, during my sophomore year at Notre Dame, two of my classmates got fed up with the…
December 26, 2022 My excitement for the day The neighbors two doors north were rocking their car back and forth, stuck in the driveway. If the wind chill hadn’t been minus-23, I…
December 17, 2022 Unfair all-star vote a lesson in racism 60 years later Sometimes we feel that the past is past, and there’s nothing we can do about it. But sometimes there are lessons waiting for us…
November 29, 2022 Lessons linger from a first-grade teacher Among my father’s keepsakes is a letter written many years ago by Lottie Pickerl. Mrs. Pickerl had been my first-grade teacher at German Township…
November 23, 2022 Searching for something in my sleep One of the last conversations I had with my old friend Mike was about dreams. It came as little surprise to me that our…
November 7, 2022 Here I am, horking up another essay I have a fair idea how I became an expert on bad writing. My first full-time job as a grownup in 1976 paid me…
November 2, 2022 One if by land, two if by sea In my glum moments, I have found a new worry. I had made peace with the likelihood that, within five years, my neighbors will…
October 13, 2022 Successful golf: Think like a caddie and don’t get hit in the goolies My birthday present a few years ago was a golf lesson. Instead of meeting me at a driving range for an hour, Ben…
September 12, 2022 Heroic (and fictional) Chip Hilton would be a tough fit in today’s college sports One of my first sports heroes was pure fiction. Chip Hilton was the main character in a series of books written by Clair Bee…
September 8, 2022 How many words will you need for your legacy? A few years ago, my mother and I were talking about death. She had passed her 90th birthday, and she was surprised that she…
