Leaving Las Vegas … Looking back on four days in the desert

As the Airbus 320, flying as Jet Blue Flight 611, made its way over the Utah mountains, banking towards lower Nevada, the lights down below finally came into view. With every drop in descent, they grew brighter and brighter until right before landing when the city below became clear as day, even in the darkness …

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Celebrating 100: I’ve Got The Music In Me

“Without music, life would be a mistake.” -- Friedrich Nietzsche I have always loved music. I can’t carry a tune from here to the shower, and can’t play any instrument worth a potato, but do I love the music from those who can. For as long as I can remember, a radio, a record player, …

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Happy Mother’s Day To One Brave Lady

I was about an hour away from having a doctor stick a knife into me and splice open my skin when the nerves started getting the better of me. This was just about three years ago and, in the larger scheme of things, going under the knife for an umbilical hernia was rather minor surgery …

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Better Late Than Never: Thank You, Mr. Murphy

I was sitting at the corner of the bar minding my own business when I felt him grab my arm. "C'mon, John," Mike Murphy said in his Irish brogue. "I need you." The next thing I knew I was standing on the edge of a bar fight with two men awash in alcohol-induced machismo verbally …

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The Unwritten Bucket List Loses Another Item

Before I ever loved basketball – before I even truly knew what love was, in fact – I loved baseball. It was 1975. I was 9. And it was beautiful, even after it broke my heart. The Boston Red Sox went to the World Series that summer and captured my heart my heart while doing …

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Don’t run and hide: Join me on our bully pulpits

I was called a bully the other day. Anybody that knows me -- truly knows me -- would laugh at that as much as I did considering over the course of my life I've loved and accepted everybody that has come and gone. My only "fight" was in fourth grade with a kid named Joe …

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Happy Anniversary To Us

• • • Four years ago -- well, four years and one day ago, to be exact -- The October Weekend was reborn. I was sitting around, feeling old, and wanting to write, so I moved off my couch, sat down at my computer chair, and still feeling old, I started to write. Over the past 1,424 …

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