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What in the name of Mikhail Baryshnikov is going on? Today is my birthday. Somehow I just became 66. The Social Security Administration told me by letter yesterday, in a very rare exhibit of bureaucratic efficiency, that effective today I qualify for ‘full’ retirement benefits. But if I wait four more years, the ‘full’ benefit...
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The normally tasty pecan crusted chicken salad wasn’t as good on Wednesday. “Bruno Sammartino died today,” I said to Andi over lunch. She sensed my disappointment. “I don’t know who that is,” she admitted after thinking she should. Andi’s a girl, so she’s excused. “Bruno Sammartino died today,” I said to Larry Nickles in the...
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Do you remember when the Super Bowl mattered? No, not you twenty, thirty and forty-year olds. I’m talking to my boomer class, the ones like me who will struggle, especially in the eastern and central time zones, to stay awake long enough to see the confetti fall. No matter the score, it will be a...
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I get knocked down by a cinco de bypass five months earlier, but I got up again. I get knocked down from cataract surgery six days prior, but I got up again. I get knocked down by a sixty mph fastball, but with some help, I slowly and painfully got up again. Thus, in a...
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In Judaism these are the Days of Awe– Yamin Noraim. It’s the period between Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur, the holiest days of our calendar, the year 5778, a time for introspection to consider our sins and transgressions of the past year and ask God for forgiveness. And to seek blessing in the new year....
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Having SMC from my trendy Roll Tide Roll mug finishing up the morning papers from 1973. And despite the 95 degree temps and 90% humidity in the state that gave you Paul Bryant, George Wallace and Attorney General Sessions, we are only 20 crimson and orange shopping days from our Dixie Christmas- the opening of...
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When former Yankee Fritz Peterson takes a few minutes out of his day to drop you a note, you’re glad you did it. When the Dodgers’ Maury Wills phones on a cold, dark winter evening just to tell you how much he enjoyed your work, you feel warm all over and glad you didn’t listen...
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It’s all his fault. Anyone that has known me for a while, knows just how characteristically improbable the last six years have been. February 7, 2009, against my wishes, we adopted Ibis as a four month old chow-retriever mix. We hated each other. Andi sent us both to remedial training to try and learn how...
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