2017: the year that I lost my Dad – but in the end, not really

Mike, our Dad, and myself in the late 1960's The calendar is about to flip not only to the end of a month, but also to the end of another year. The end of December causes most of us to take a glance back at the events of the past year. As usual, this one … Continue reading 2017: the year that I lost my Dad – but in the end, not really

Phillies 2015: My year with the Fightin’ Phils

During the summer of 2014, I applied for a position on the writing staff here at “That Balls Outta Here“, and was happy to be accepted. Over the next few months, I set aside writing at my own former blog, something that I had been doing for over a decade, and began putting all of my … Continue reading Phillies 2015: My year with the Fightin’ Phils

The little girl who stole my ball

I have a theory that if you attend enough professional baseball games over a long enough period of time, eventually you are going to see and experience almost everything that the great game has to offer.I just completed my 44th season of attending Philadelphia Phillies games. I’ve seen a lot of things in person: a … Continue reading The little girl who stole my ball