Reception in Pink and Black

I found myself lost. I had driven around in circles and into dead-ends for forty-five minutes or so and now I was completely and thoroughly lost. I thought I knew the area well, so when the bride's mother gave me directions, I didn't bother with the details.  A big house with a big pink tent… Continue reading Reception in Pink and Black

Baseball Boy

     It was a clear, bright Saturday morning in late September. School had been open for  only a few weeks and was exciting, but more important, the World Series was about to start.  Having been born to a left-handed father who was a serious baseball fan, and being left-handed myself, my fate was sealed… Continue reading Baseball Boy