Confession of a Phillies fan who left the Harper walkoff slam game early

I was at Thusday night's game in which the team rallied scoring seven times in the final two innings to come from five runs down and win on Bryce Harper's walkoff grand slam. And I saw none of it. None of the runs. No part of the rally. Not live and in person anyway. I … Continue reading Confession of a Phillies fan who left the Harper walkoff slam game early

1981: A new beginning

All this year at my Facebook page, I have been taking a daily trip back in time to the 1980's. Each month I am highlighting a different year chronologically. This month have been featuring the music, tv, movies, and important events of 1981. You can also follow this little mini-series of articles on each year … Continue reading 1981: A new beginning

Reflections on the Fourth of July 2009

Fireworks light the sky at the Philadelphia Museum of Art on the Benjamin Franklin Parkway   Over this past weekend our country celebrated it's 233rd birthday. We the people of the United States of America celebrated in a variety of ways. Many flocked to the beaches along our coastlines. Even more celebrated with family or … Continue reading Reflections on the Fourth of July 2009

Babies are always a blessing

Christine Veasey at The Vet, September 1980Yesterday was a very 'baby' day in my life. I was surrounded by them almost everywhere that I went. After going to Sunday Mass we headed down I-95 and across the Walt Whitman Bridge, over to Williamstown, New Jersey and a visit with some of my wife Deb's family.Her … Continue reading Babies are always a blessing

Happy Thanksgiving to you, happy birthday to me

On this coming Tuesday, I will turn 46 years old. Two days later is Thanksgiving. It is the closest that my birthday ever comes to actually falling on the holiday, which it will never exactly meet. Thanksgiving is celebrated always on the fourth Thursday in November, and if you do the calculating you will see … Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving to you, happy birthday to me