I recently turned 50, and I turned introspective for a bit, looking back at my long life. I thought back to when I lived on Walton Mountain (ask your parents), churned my own butter and watched TV with the aid of an antenna covered in tin foil. My sports cards meant the world to me …
I’m 40 years old, which means that my formative years (from 6-15 years old) were in the perfect Saturday Morning Cartoons time period of 1977-86. Five years earlier (1971) and there would have been way fewer cartoons available to watch on Saturday (there wasn’t even any electric back then!) And five later (1991), after the …
We are back with another Interrogate the Industry! I have to apologize to my regular readers for the delay between posts. Perhaps it has been so long you forgot to read my Interrogation of Rumford Johnny. Either way between the kickoff of the NFL season, Fantasy Baseball playoffs and of course family obligations time dwindled …
Twenty years ago today, my father lost his battle with cancer. On this anniversary, I wanted to talk a little further about what I have learned from Dad's lessons. One thing I do understand is that I'm grateful for the 21 years I DID have with him. Obviously, like most people when they lose someone …
Dear Dad, I know, I know, it's been a long time since I wrote you. But come on, you died over 19 years ago and didn't leave a forwarding address. That's on you! I've been thinking about you a lot lately, Don Gonos. Thought about your love of sports and games and how that trait …
