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It was the middle of the dot-com madness in Manhattan, when Internet companies were multiplying like rabbits and every twenty-something with a laptop, a clever idea, and a foosball table thought they were six months away from an IPO. I…
Salvation lies within!–Warden Samuel Norton The Greek Island of Santorini is perhaps the most majestic place on earth. White sand beaches. Jagged cliffs. Breathtaking sunsets. A little slice of heaven. Many years ago, three buddies and I embarked upon a…
My daughter turned 21 this past weekend and it was an all-time celebration. Amidst the revelry and family fun, someone ordered a bucket filled with ice-cold beers. The bucket made the rounds. Bottles disappeared. Toasts were made. Laughter echoed across…
The forecast couldn’t have looked much worse. Rain. Fog. Dreary skies. A miserable Saturday morning was supposedly headed our way. And unfortunately, my golf buddies believed every word of it. One by one, the texts rolled in. Soon, my foursome…
Last weekend, on a picture-perfect, cloudless afternoon in Philadelphia, we attended a glorious wedding majestically set along the Schuylkill River. The scenery was breathtaking. The weather was spectacular. And the reception was every bit as beautiful as the backdrop. The…
Last weekend, my favorite tulip tree unceremoniously toppled over. There was no warning. No slow decline. No visible disease. No indication that its time had come. A torrential rainstorm saturated the ground, loosened its grip on the earth, and down…
It is a known fact that my hands get colder WAY longer into the season than the average person. If it is below 60 degrees, there is a good chance that I will slip into my Isotoners and glove up!…
In the 1980s, there was no bigger star in the world than Clint Eastwood (at least in my world!) From his iconic roles as Dirty Harry Callahan (“Do you feel lucky, punk?”) to his American Spaghetti Westerns (The Good, the…
In the summer after my sophomore year in college, I had the good fortune of interning at The George Michael Sports Machine. It was a great summer job, mixing my love of sports with broadcasting, all in the context of…
There are moments in life that don’t announce themselves as pivotal. They just quietly show up in the form of cotton. In my case, it was a standard 1980s blue-and-white rugby shirt. My mom bought it for me the summer…