Elizabeth graduates tomorrow, I’m reprinting the most read story I ever wrote. Also, I break down the Chicago White Sox lineup.
A Drive, a Song, and the Last Days of Childhood
A turbulent age, a quiet car ride, and a song we sang off key — together
A nervous swimmer, wet socks, and one unforgettable relay.
Elizabeth — sorry, Liz — graduates college this week. And I'm remembering ...
A Springsteen concert. A daughter’s first show. And a night that turns into something more.
A letter from a father to his daughter — about treehouses, Jarryd Wallace, and choosing joy even when life breaks your heart.
Four voters. Fifteen Pixar films. One billion-dollar bill from Humpy Wheeler.
A nervous swimmer, a wet sock, and one unforgettable relay.
